You fit my insecurities to a tee.
I hadn't known of my ineloquence before.
Nor my annoying laugh.
Nor that embarrassing new tick in my speech.
Of course you'd want me to know about these things.
You wouldn't want me to go through life looking like a fool now would you?
Thank you so much. Whoever would I be without you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem