Bubbles and Butterflies

The day before the event I had bubbles and butterflies, to be on stage in front of 1000+ just made me so nervous inside. I practiced every hour until the daylight turned to night, even then when I went to sleep I had bubbles and butterflies. I didn't know my poem by heart couldn't say it without the paper, for me that was very important but for spoken word it wasn't major. At times I dive inside my ideas and ponder ways to get by, this experience would be different still I have bubbles and butterflies. The hour came, my name was called and I strolled up to the mic, my heart beat drowned out the applause as I watched all the curious eyes. I recited my poem with a few mistakes one thing though, time flew by, one thing the listeners didn't know is I had bubbles and buttlerflies. uuuuuuugggghhhh......... And fingers continue snapping on....fin