Out loud

I don't consider myself shy,

I've just never been fond of speaking out loud.

99.9% of the time I am relaxed when it comes to presentations.

Then, it is presentation day,

And that 0.01% of anxiety floods my body.


It begins with my chest tightening.

Followed by my heart beat pounding in my ears.

My palms get slippery,

And then my voice begins to shake.

The anxiety has taken control of me.


I practiced my presentation front, back, up, & down.

Why is my body doing this to me?

Hello old friend, it would be me once again...

Not this time, I will not let you ruin this for me.

You think that you have a say in the matter?


It is right, I have no say in the matter.

Whenever I am close, it takes over and I fall apart.

I've had enough of this!

It is time that I fight,

And take back what is rightfully mine.


The invisble monster has taken over for the last time.

No longer will I let it hinder me,

I will fight back starting now. 

I will put an end to you once and for all!

I will speak out loud.



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