Sweaty palms. Intense lights. Silence flew over the crowd

 

 

A rush of adrenaline sweeps over me,

 

 

My heart beat seems abnormally loud

 

 

 

 

 

The trail of eyes follow through the darkness

 

 

The darkness captures faces who no longer can be seen

 

 

My words flow gracefully out into the open

 

 

My soul feels finally free.

 

 

 

 

 

And so I am morphed into another body

 

 

Less familiar than my own

 

 

But I strive to make the person come alive

 

 

I strive to make their presence known

 

 

 

 

 

It is not an easy task to take

 

 

But surely you progress

 

 

It isn’t everyday one replaces their identity for another

 

 

As a way to express and relive stress

 

 

 

 

 

Sweaty palms. Intense lights. Made me who I am today

 

 

Without the stage I’d be a mess

 

 

Much thanks and gratitude to this day.

 

 

 

 

 

Overcoming the bumps along the road

 

 

I worked hard to be where I am

 

 

Flawless seems to be the powerful term

 

 

For the growth of independence who made me who I am