Fear in Question
Standing in front of the mirror,
Practicing my lines,
Looking straight ahead,
Trying to get things right,
Appearing confident,
Feeling ready,
Due to get the part,
Tired of waiting,
To the set I travel,
Tensions begin to mount,
My confidence suddenly waning,
Debating if I should back out,
With the lines memorized,
Persistent to the end,
Before I arrive on set,
And begin my audition,
Fear suddenly comes over me,
As I forget my lines,
Being unable to concentrate,
As I look into her eyes,
Seemingly perfect for the part,
She appears ready to give things a chance,
Having waited for so long,
I can’t stand the thought of rejection,
So close to my goal,
Yet unable to finish,
Letting her get away,
All for fearing the question.
Standing in front of the mirror,
Practicing my lines,
Looking straight ahead,
Trying to get things right,
Appearing confident,
Feeling ready,
Due to get the part,
Tired of waiting,
To the set I travel,
Tensions begin to mount,
My confidence suddenly waning,
Debating if I should back out,
With the lines memorized,
Persistent to the end,
Before I arrive on set,
And begin my audition,
Fear suddenly comes over me,
As I forget my lines,
Being unable to concentrate,
As I look into her eyes,
Seemingly perfect for the part,
She appears ready to give things a chance,
Having waited for so long,
I can’t stand the thought of rejection,
So close to my goal,
Yet unable to finish,
Letting her get away,
All for fearing the question.
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