Get Over It

Sometimes I let my shyness get the best of me. But I can't turn back now. I'm sitting back stage getting ready but I can't seem to calm my nerves at all. I'm pacing every where around the room. When the finally say Sasha were ready for you I'm going to want to pee my pants. Well at least I'm at the verge of doing it. Sasha! Elle calls.

Are you nerves? Are you okay? what out letting me get a word out she continues on. Well you must not be okay Sasha your sweating very bad. I mean the sweat on your forehead is enough to fill a whole bath tub. I couldn't help but to stop in the middle of my pacing and walk up to the mirror and look. She was right. I whipped the sweat off my head and continue to pace.

Until a lady with brown hair came around the corner and said Sasha were ready for you sweet heart. I start to breath heavily but than slowed it down. I looked at Elle and she has no sympathy for anyone all she said was get over it. So I did when I got up on stage I sung my heart out. When I was finished the room was full with cheering and screaming. It felt so good i wanted to go up again. Honestly I don't know why I was so scared but now I'm not. That moment I got over my stage fright.