I am front and center Everyone is looking at me I feel my heart pounding I see my hands shaking They expect so much When I have so little The silence Has never been so loud They tell me to begin Thats when I forget Everything I am supposed to remember Why do they expect so much?
The judge looks at me WaitingΒ Β for me to begin I look around the crowded room And I begin Lucky to have the script in my hand Everything flows back I am no longer me I am the person in my poems They don't want me They want her That is how I win To be anything and everything But myself
As I finish I leave mouths open I leave tears running down faces I look around one more time With the pained expression still evident I bow and as I unbend There is a small smile Across my face The rupture of applause Is nothing compared to The blood pounding In my ears
As I sit down I get high-fives And approving nods They smile at me Because they think I was just acting But behind every act There is truth