Stage Fright
Dear Stage Fright,
You know longer have a grasp on my head
I have put all my problems with you to bed
I can finally get up and perform when I want
Searching for the courage is no longer a hunt
I'm not sad you departed, or that you had to go
Of my talents, people will finally know.
Goodbye,
Free Girl
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