Public Speaking
I'm sitting here waiting to speak,
My heart pounds and my body weak.
I am nervous and scared, and worried I will fail
Standing in front of all these people waiting for me to unveil,
My speech on public speaking without missing a beat.
I've tried meditation and therapy in hope to find a way to calm my mind .
As I give my speech to my peers, I look over see my friends and they help ease my fears.I'm near the end with only a few words to say... I get a round of applause and they say "You made it through the day.
I am glad that I was able to complete my speech even though that level of confidence was hard to reach.
I have passed the first text and now it's time to lay my anxiety to rest.
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