And there was the stage
filled with emptiness and vacancy
begging for someone to stand on it
with their two feet.
walking on stage wasn’t the problem
pulling the voice out from the deep deep bottom,
was the fear.
The fear that you would be judged... ridiculed
for anything that danced out
knowing that your voice is trembling without a doubt.
with the help of
looking off into the distance
to block the crowd
I suddenly hear someone
loud, proud, so I confidently