"styomach" poems
I submitted for an audition today,
my nerves are all on edge.
I know this is the only way,
but what if i dont have the competitive edge?
Lots of people
from everywhere
seeking just a chance,
but when i close my eyes, i think i have a chance.
monologues, lines, all day long.
is this the right one? Oh i hope that im not wrong.
the days count down, the nerves are frayed,
i dont know what to say.
my styomach is tied in knots, its been like this everyday.
and just when i think i dont have a chance...
i get accepted.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC