Poems II

The Stage

Getting up on stage is a real hard thing.
You get the wobbles,
Your heart beats faster,
And you don't know what to do.

When you get up on stage,
you look down and see;
Unsmiling faces looking at you.
You start to get the wobbles again.

Your first note is horrible,
and you know that this is going to continue,
So you take a big breath;
And get it right.

When you finish,
You take a bow
And walk off.
Then you tell yourself;
What was I scared about?


Friends

Having Friends is a golden thing,
and being a friend is a silver thing.
Friends are meant to stick up for you,
and help you when you have trouble.

Sometimes I wonder if my friends,
are my friends because I go something that they do not.
I makes me feel sad,
and lonley.

I sometimes want to shout at them,
Why are you doing this to me!
And they are also doing it to themselves.
I feel sorry for them.