I may sound relatable

Why do actions which people mention as a piece of cake,
Are always too difficult for me to undertake.
Why do situations where my enlightened self needs to deliver answers witty and bold,
My foolish self makes me a matter of jest instead of fanning people’s confidence cold.
Emotions burst when the situation is minor and gentle,
They remain hidden when the matters are not actually subtle.
The person whom I trust with all my heart and innocent intentions leaves me always,
But the one for whom I bear grudge and mistrust gets into my good eyes with honored ways.
And thus to conclude I’m a fuzzy and silly being with zero level of cunning personality,
But I don’t know why people always find me guilty.