Stage Fright

I lie awake, head crammed with doubts and fear, Will I be ok or will people laugh and jeer. I struggle to rest but sleep evades me, The phantoms of my mind control me, Leading me onwards to darkness and despondency. Will my words flow like soft waves upon the sea, Or will the words I utter reek of insanity. Will I be doomed and be remembered, For the vehement words that I dismembered, That beggared belief from those attended. I try and quell my turbulent thoughts, By soothing my dread with this shrewd recourse. That whatever happens it's just meant to be, As long as I perform my part valiantly, And to the best of my ability, People can say what they want about me.