I speak in front of people all the time,
However, there’s something different about presenting my rhymes.
I can talk about any light topic,
But for some reason, when I was given the chance to present my poetry,
I wasn’t able to, and for that I lack the logic.
Not once had I publicly presented my poetry,
And here was an event I agreed to present at and speak openly.
I prepared a poem and was ready to speak,
I even entered the location but I quickly left,
I wasn’t ready, I was weak.
Why was it that I feared to say what I thought?
I had worked so hard on my poem, had I not?
I spent hours on hours getting it to a lengthy size,
And felt so confident about it and ready to present,
But as soon as I entered, my confidence died.
I feared to speak my mind and tell my version of reality,
This was not the place, and I was facing internal brutality.
I don’t know why I speak with ease on the topic of everything else,
But look at me ready to present poetry,
And all the ease dwells.
The only reason I can think of why this occurred,
Is because I don’t think I was ready to be heard.
I liked to keep my poetry as written words- leave it unheard.