You can't impress the crowd

Once upon a time Is how to start a story If you want all eyes on you You must speak with worry Yet the crowd is not impress As one by one leave You become anxious And left with the rest Is up to you to continue the story that's too bad for them The ones who left in a hurry The best part is about to begin Close the eyes And open it wide To be left in a room all alone Everyone has left Before you reached the end And yet You still gave yourself a hand Because you're thought of the story Is more important than the crowd's That shrouded to the thought of listening To a fool that spoke aloud