A/N: I don't know where this came from, but it's Blangst and freeverse and... yeah. Unusual.
Special mention to the wonderful Pottergirl, whose fantastic freeverse fics no doubt inspired me to write this one.
"I don't want to screw this up"
...
It's so easy to
get things wrong
So easy that
(before-Kurt)
I'd become accustomed to it.
Used to it.
I'd come to expect it.
Success is a PRIVILEGE.
Yet, all of a sudden,
(post-Kurt)
life started to
W O R K
and
M A K E S E N S E
and things
W E N T R I G H T.
Day after day it shocked me.
All I could think was,
When will it End?
When will I Screw Up again?
Because he had come along:
PERFECT
and
so
so
so
SAD
He'd needed someone.
(not me, not me, not me)
Someone good.
(not me, not me, not me)
Someone worthy.
(never, never me)
He'd chosen me.
I'd chosen him.
It had W O R K E D.
It still W O R K E D.
(...right?)
But it's so, so easy to
get things wrong.
"Do you want to go?"
It's so, so easy to
expect failure
again.
"I still can't decide between 'Maria' and 'Something's Coming'."
It's so, so easy to
fail
again.
"Hey, Kurt, let's just do it."
To fail yourself.
"I want you."
To fail everyone else.
"I want you so bad."
To fail him.