I am often made fun of
As I go about the life I lead
To treat others the way
I wish all would be treated

But I have grown to realize
That reciprocity
Is of seldom importance
To many you meet in life

Half of me says to be cold
To treat others the way
They treat me
But the other half says otherwise

All throughout this internal struggle
As I argue with myself on how to be
By the time I'm done arguing
I realize the moment is gone

I lost my chance altogether
I also never know how to respond
Because I've never had the experience
As I'm always caught in doubt

I've become terrible at relationships
I don't know how to act
I make a fool out of myself often
But please just bear with me

I'm bad at all this relationship stuff
But you help me
You make me realize the treasures
Of relying on another.