Dec 2013
12.5.11
Better than me
Is that what you are?
Better than me,
Is what you should be.
Your knees wobble, it’s all I see.
Your voice quivers, giving me shivers.
As I cringe,
I need you to be, better then me.
My walls are crumbled
As your words grow jumbled,
I stand there with you,
In front of the crowd.
Every noise
Seems so loud
As you face
My fear with grace.
WE are the dear
Caught in a headlight,
I feel the cold
Of the lonesome night.
I feel the sweat drip
Down my face,
I feel a disgrace
As I quicken my pace.
But i need you to see
You are better than me.
_______________________
This is inspired by the bravery that it takes to stand infront of a crowd and show something you have created. It highlights that public speaking, at least infront of highschoolers, is a big fear and weakness of mine. It also highlights the empathy and solidarity I feel with people who feel the same way as I do when they stand up there, next to that microphone.
Better than me
Is that what you are?
Better than me,
Is what you should be.
Your knees wobble, it’s all I see.
Your voice quivers, giving me shivers.
As I cringe,
I need you to be, better then me.
My walls are crumbled
As your words grow jumbled,
I stand there with you,
In front of the crowd.
Every noise
Seems so loud
As you face
My fear with grace.
WE are the dear
Caught in a headlight,
I feel the cold
Of the lonesome night.
I feel the sweat drip
Down my face,
I feel a disgrace
As I quicken my pace.
But i need you to see
You are better than me.
_______________________
This is inspired by the bravery that it takes to stand infront of a crowd and show something you have created. It highlights that public speaking, at least infront of highschoolers, is a big fear and weakness of mine. It also highlights the empathy and solidarity I feel with people who feel the same way as I do when they stand up there, next to that microphone.
