Standing up as straight as possible
Looking out forward not back
Turning back could be an option
Going back and hide in my den
They have butterflies before a performance
Fluttering around in the stomach
But I have caterpillar crawling
Shaking like the bird after Fiona sing
My knees about to collapse
My arms shaking like pasta
My stomach being eaten
My heart dancing furiously
Is this what they meant
Is this only me
Can they see shaking
Can they see my fright
Deep breaths
Shoulders back
Hide your fear
Or can I
Is it too late to run
Will they laugh and point
My heart is beating ferociously
My breathing is the same way
I'll never get on that stage
I'll made a mockery of myself
You say it's only stage fright
I hope that you are right
