Untitled Part 1

12 1 0
                                    


I'm standing behind the show curtain,

hoping that when it opens I get the message through to the audience,

but that is uncertain.

I take breath

cause I'm sick to death,

of bad thoughts replaying in my head,

I'm full of dread.

But the curtain opens reavealing a large crowd, they're loud and proud.

I bowed,

before taking one last look at the crowd.

I open my mouth and begin to rap, they all started to clap.

How can something that I thought was crap, and wanted to scrape

turn into a good rap?

And that was a wrap.

I took a bow once again, and that was when,

there was a loud applause.

I pause, this is because,

I never thought I would het this far, I feel like a superstar.

And that night

everything that I thought was going to be tight, turned out alright.

RapS I maDEWhere stories live. Discover now