You can think I'm cold,
that I'm antisocial, a pessimist.
But, I'm never going to let my guard down
And I'm sorry, I can't explain this feeling,
This knot in my stomach when you say you love me,
This uneasiness everytime you tell me to believe in you.
This feeling,
It's subtle, with my apprehensions
Always walking atop my blue walls.
This vulnerability has been manifested in the insides of me,
Almost as if, it's intrinsic.
No matter how much you care for me,
No matter how much I want to make believe,
And let this go
There'll always be this uncertainty,
This nagging doubt
at the back of my mind
Pulling me away from you.
But please trust me,
I'm not cold,
I don't 'not' like you,
I've just got some trust issues.