The day we presented.
The silence was menacingly loud when it was my turn, scared I'd make a mistake I trembled in fear.
As though I was the last man standing on a battle field I felt alone
Like no matter how loud the class cheered I'd not hear a single voice,
No matter how Close Ms Nakasote was I'd still feel alone
Slowly, I felt my heart beat,
My voice, the only voice I could hear
Telling me that I couldnt stop
Reminding me of how I took soo Many breaks in my mind but in reality only went faster
I was a fast presenter, a car racing it's Fears in fast x
Louder and louder, faster and faster I drove closer and closer to my destination
The end of my presentation, a breath of calm and chill
A moment of feel
A tangible feel of real
A last moment of a sigh of relief
A belief that I had run my race and the most high had shown me grace.
But at the end realized how much I did not matter
cause the only thing that did was how I was desperate to be heard
To be noticed in that moment as a contributor
To conquer my fears of making a mistake
To remind myself of how Humans a prone to mistake
Subjectable to judgment and vulnerable to opinion.
So, the next time you fear being unheard
Remember you're a person too
And the only planet that orbits your shine is you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem