Fearful Dancer
My heels meet the floor- rhythmic.
Click-click-click
Indiscernible through the waves of sound.
Hands grab at me in the dark;
Masking my fear, I dance.
Triumph is impossible.
My fear will not waiver,
but neither will my confidence.
Capability overwhelms fear and the crowd;
I am worthy if not frightened.
This poem is about:
Me