Have you Changed?

You seem okay;
You act fine.
You've started talking to me again.
Is this a lie?

Im waiting for your hidden motives,
The part when you jump up and say “Surprise!”
Then promptly stab a knife into my back-
Or through my heart.

Maybe I am just paranoid,
Could I be wasting my life away even now?
Waiting for that sheltered dagger;
That'll subsequently destroy all I know...

Or...

Maybe you have finally changed-
and im just blinded by former-betrayal.

Maybe I am the one with the knife;
waiting to stab you...