GLOSSOPHOBIA
Standing before the crowd
With the ovation so loud
Looking beyond the judges,
with grins that look like grudges,
Faces that look so scary
Eyes rounded like cherry
Questions that are tricky
Audience that is picky
palms becoming sweaty,
Voice becoming jittery ,
A sudden need to feel free
A renewed form of confidence
A golden thought of excellence
Different words, Different choices
Just because I saw you
All things became new
This great mission
This great vision
Has just been surpassed
What a perfect reunion
You just made me a champion .
By S.T.B
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