Voices

The door opens.

One step to your destiny.

You peer in and see the faces,

The people who are looking straight at you.

Will you fail?

Will you fall?

Hesitation sets in 

And all the praticing flys out the window

You've spent the last month

Working so hard. Over and over.

Pratice, practice, pratice!

The mantra repats in your head.

Choke, choke, choke!

Is all you hear from the vacant stares waiting their turn.

Fine, fine, fine, you tell yourself

But you don't believe it.

Practice, practice, pratice!

Choke, choke, choke!

Fine, fine, fine...

Stop.

The voices are overwhelming 

You can't seem to find your own

"That's enough!"  You scream.

You take a deep breath and walk in.

You have worked hard for this moment.

You are going to be okay.

You are beautiful, amazing, wonderful.

You have nothing to lose.

You know you.

You are flawless.