My mouth opens, I\'m ready
To speak. My notes in hand.
Standing, breathing slowly.
My name is called and no
Words seem to appear .
My feet fused to the earth.
I\'m shaking. As much as I
Try the words just won\'t come
Out of my mouth
Glances are watching over me
Sniggering in the background.
I feel their humour clawing at
My helpless body. My arms are
Boiling, shaking and sweating
With embarrassment
Words won\'t come out, I\'m
Stuttering and the tension is
Growing over me. I break down
In tears and walk out.
Only my tears are left behind me...