I'm just waiting for the **** up.
The point where I say the wrong thing
again,
laugh at the wrong joke,
ask the wrong question
or be the wrong person
once more.
I'm so scared I'm going to bore you
with myself.
But after last time,
and the time before,
being someone else
isn't really an option anymore.

I just really hope you like me,
as I am.
For it's the only thing that I can
be:
Me.