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my voice...
frightens me
the words slide
onto the paper,
neatly in a row
like children
lined up in
the cafeteria
quiet as
obedient
kindergartners
put down for
their 1:00 nap
but when I
open my mouth
to speak, my
words defy me,
dare me to
utter them
into life
to reveal
myself to
any who
would
hear my
voice
and I find
myself mute
before them
frightens me
the words slide
onto the paper,
neatly in a row
like children
lined up in
the cafeteria
quiet as
obedient
kindergartners
put down for
their 1:00 nap
but when I
open my mouth
to speak, my
words defy me,
dare me to
utter them
into life
to reveal
myself to
any who
would
hear my
voice
and I find
myself mute
before them
Based on something a friend said about my reluctance to read my work aloud...
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I like the way you compare your words to children. Like grade schoolers on paper, and then - let's see...unruly teenagers when you try to read them!
I think most people have some sort of anxiety about performing their own work. Even when I sing to my family my face is still beet red for the first couple songs. I find it helps to practice by recording them - then when I play them back (contrary to what I had been thinking) I find that they sound pretty good.
I'll bet if you practiced and could hear yourself you'd gain some confidence
I think most people have some sort of anxiety about performing their own work. Even when I sing to my family my face is still beet red for the first couple songs. I find it helps to practice by recording them - then when I play them back (contrary to what I had been thinking) I find that they sound pretty good.
I'll bet if you practiced and could hear yourself you'd gain some confidence