Standing
Everyone will be looking at me,
Vicious eyes boring holes in my body
Everyone will laugh
Reality is, I’ll probably faint
You might think,
Think that I would run
Honestly I’m considering it
I look to the doors: they’re closed
Never a good sign
Gasping for breath
I
Stand.
All eyes appraising me
Waiting
Everything is slowing down
Only the sound of my own shuddering breath shatters the silence
Masking my fear, I begin to speak
Standing tall now
Everything is not awesome...but this moment is.