When I look out the window of my mind.
I would see the same sights,
and the same frights.

But there was something
about this particular night.
I was thinking,
this might be my night.

Because on this night,
the stars were extra bright
underneath extreme moonlight,
with the slightest touch of fright,

I then got on stage to recite.
So I broke the ice
by telling a joke
to ease my stage right.

I then reminded my mind,
that God is the reason I write.
Its His eyes thats givin me sight
to write.

He is the one in control
and drives.

When fear is running down into my eyes.
I just need to breath,
and trust God
that my words will come out right.
So my words won’t cause a senseless fight .

Yes tonight
I got some loud and silent boo’s,
but thats quite alright.
I’m always going to write
and recite
so if they don’t like what I write.

I don’t care ,
cause to me their words
don’t have any sound or sight .