Standing

Sun, 08/02/2015 - 00:18 -- NBlack3

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.

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