Nerves

Tue, 03/05/2019 - 11:35 -- arccs5

Hazy bell lights are hung lazily

Against the four walls

Nerves are inside

Others nerves whose are relaxed

Mine which are tense

 

What others do for fun

Is what makes me internally run  

Half of the people in a circle

Half of the people around

Dancing

 

Dance in public

I had never done it

My friends grab my hand

To dance together

I resist

 

Screw it, I think

I started

I was in it

I finished

It was done

 

Embarrassed

But also happy

It was done

I still have that nerve from before

But not as much

 

These nerves are changing

growing to become less nervous

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