my legs shakes and my voice breaks,

I look at all the faces around me as sweat gleams on my forhead,

I try to swallow the dry feeling in my throat and try to find what it takes,

I never like being on stage where everyone lingers on to the words that are being said.

good or bad for the better or the worst I give it a shot,

I takes a deep breath and recite from memory all that I had wrote,

I feel like i'm on fire and that i'm burning up hot,

I feel like i'm stuck in more than one thick haevy coat.

They look bored and ready for me to finish this,

I sigh and stand straight and tell what I need to finish saying,

I hear someone cough,groan,and hiss,

each of my words I feel the others are weighing

but this must be done I insistence.