Performing for a crowed
What am I to do?
What am I to think?
What am I to...?
My knees start to shake
My body goes numb, My mind goes blank
I hold my head up high
I see the lights, I hear the music
I start to count, I start to move, I start to dance
I...I...I am
I am performing
And when it's all over and the crowed starts to yell
I feel... I feel so important
So wanted, so good inside
It's so awesome to be on the floor,
With all of my friends and my family in the stands watching
Preforming for a crowed
What am I to do?
What am I to think?
What am I to have fun! ! !
Melaney Morris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/performing-what-am-i-to-do/
