This is Why I
Hate Reading Aloud
God, this is why
I hate reading aloud,
doing
the one thing I most deplore,
my heart racing,
aching within
as sweat drips,
oozes from every pore.
Yes, this is why
I hate reading aloud,
unable to breathe
for all that I know,
my stuttering
words all you can hear,
that ticking
clock ticking way too slow.
Yes, this is why
I hate reading aloud,
fearing collapse
on my shaky knees
as I tremble so
fast that all can see,
even this bored
audience in front of me.
Yes, this is why
I hate reading aloud,
my inner voice
screaming, feeding my doubts
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