Stage Fright
By: Elizabeth Becker
I’m no good at poetry
I cannot make a rhyme
I talk to fast or much to slow
I can’t keep track of time
Whenever I am up on stage
I feel like I might faint
Should I worry? Is that natural?
Ill see a doctor if it ain’t!
I can hear when I mess up
Better than when I do good
Nervous breaths of indecision
By the crowd are understood
I must move-always wiggle
Tuck my hair behind my ear
Slightly swaying side to side
Your disapproval-my biggest fear
When it’s over I always smile
I’m blushing more and more
The noise of clapping and of cheers
I’ll know forever more!
Elizabeth Becker
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