Stage Fright

My hands begin to shake,
My Heart begins to ache,
Like walking into a cold lake.

One Step forward,
Two Step Forward,
Three Step forward,
yet I remain unmoved,

Am I a coward?
Am I a disappointment?
Am I a Failure?
But I put on my mask of confidence…

Throw the cold sweat to the wind,
teeth beginning to grind,
my souls makes its eye blind.

Cause this is my mission,
created by my own ambition,
My Surrender? There is no condition!

Failure is no option,
for my dream is in adoption,
and this stage my auction.

My hands begin to shake,
My Heart begins to ache,
Like walking into a cold dark lake.

One Step forward,
Two Step Forward,
Three Step forward,
Now I move…

Into that Blessed Light,
yet the applause creates … Delight,
My soul opens its eye in spite of that Fright.

Words flowing like a gentle stream,
this moment becomes a dream…
as I regain my own… self-esteem…

My Mission,
created by my own ambition
has now come to fruition…

As those unjust fears,
evaporate into joyous tears,
by the audience’s cheers…

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