The butterflies going manic within.

Waiting for their moment to begin.

My mouth becomes dry as my breathing increases.

Legs began shaking, about to crumble to pieces.

As I peak through the curtain, hundreds of eyes I see.

I close my eyes and remember this is my moment to be free.

The crowd takes their seats and the murmurs go thin.

The audience now waiting for the show to begin.

I inhale slowly, deep and controlled.

Letting my spirit take over and unfold.