This Round Is On Me

Left alone with my insecurities, your words replay in my head. Over and over. “Why are you so self-conscious?” This is not an issue that should come up on the first night we’ve met. But it does and I am and I've got no response. Look away. Pint glass to lips and swallow. I’m not good at hiding and I know why I’ve never played this game. Because the best liar always wins.