One more step
Increasing heartbeats
Deafening silence
Merciless stares
Are they judging me?
Perhaps.
One last step
Sweating palms
Trembling like a leaf
Pulling myself together
Are they laughing at me?
Perhaps.
With every step I took
I felt smaller
inferior
insecure
But I’ve made up my mind
No matter what I’ve to overcome
And rise above this fear
Triumphantly.
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