The Past Poem by Sandria Boroff

The Past



When I was elementary, -
I like to dance, sing
and run for beauty contest
but my nerves got to me
every time I was on stage.
My voice started to crack up,
my speech started to mess up.
Like when its afternoon
I will say good morning,
I didn't even know.
That I said that.
It's so embarrassing
and you feel like you are a fool.

Since then, I never been on stage, -
the time that it happened
I am so scared,
that will happen again.

I wish it didn't happen!

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