Nervousness

Getting the butterflies, jitters.

Feeling your heart jump, it twitters.

Your palms sweat, beads of it pop up.

Your words flow from your brain, like an over-filled cup.

You start to stutter, stumble, fall and fumble.

Everything you think is in a jumble.

You don’t have time to get it straight.

You put it on the back burner, make it wait.

Then, you start speaking fast.

Trying to get everything first, not last.

Time starts slippin, hurry up, be quick!

Choose your words carefully, make a good pick.

But the butterflies take over, make ya trip.

Just breathe, pray that you won’t slip.