Maybe it’s my fault for not being forthright with you in the first place, so you hesitate and have to question your existence

Who am I to you?

It may also be me who doesn’t convince you enough that I want you to rely on me, so you have to be careful to ask for my help or even make a call

Am I bothering you?

If only you knew that I’ve been holding back all this time

Will you allow me to whine at you?

I’ve never been this careful in loving before

Maybe that’s why I confuse you