Stage Fright <br />By: Elizabeth Becker <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I’m no good at poetry <br />I cannot make a rhyme <br />I talk to fast or much to slow <br />I can’t keep track of time <br /> <br />Whenever I am up on stage <br />I feel like I might faint <br />Should I worry? Is that natural? <br />Ill see a doctor if it ain’t! <br /> <br />I can hear when I mess up <br />Better than when I do good <br />Nervous breaths of indecision <br />By the crowd are understood <br /> <br />I must move-always wiggle <br />Tuck my hair behind my ear <br />Slightly swaying side to side <br />Your disapproval-my biggest fear <br /> <br />When it’s over I always smile <br />I’m blushing more and more <br />The noise of clapping and of cheers <br />I’ll know forever more!<br /><br />Elizabeth Becker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stage-fright-8/
