A scary night
A scary night
cant fly my kite
the wind is blowing
lightning is glowing
my fears are piling
my face not smiling
its cold im shivering
my lips keep quivering
i try to talk but i am stuck
with public speaking ive got no luck
i take a breath
then take a step
the weather clears
and so do my fears,
my fears no longer feel like a storm
the coldness now begins to warm
the more i talk the more i hope
the more i talk the more i cope
my fears have vanished
still not sure how i did manage
to conquer fears you must take the first step
to conquer fears you must be prepped
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