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My Stage Fright
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My Stage Fright |
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shiliopn New Member
since 2008-10-05
Posts 8Canada |
I'm not feeling nervous I'm feeling just fine The people don't know me This moment is mine I step to the stage I start to recite The lines that I've studied Every day and night I step into shoes That are not nearly mine I become a new person It's their time to shine I'm speaking with confidence I move without thought My character finds Whatever he sought And now with applause At the plays very end I'm open to critics I cannot pretend I start to feel nervous I'm starting to shake I'm no longer hiding With a person whose fake And so at that moment With clapping and cheering At the end of the play Is when I start fearing |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I think we all tend to be our worst critic. You did a fine job here. Welcome to PIP~~ |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
shiliopn - If you did as well as the words in this poem, then there is nothing to fear either before or after... BC |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
very enjoyable to read, simple words are often the best... yann |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well, yes those moments of total silence, before the applause explodes are quite hard to endure. Very good write. You are confident and that's important. Welcome to Pip! Love, Margherita  |
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shiliopn New Member
since 2008-10-05
Posts 8Canada |
Thank you everybody...i really appreciate it |
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