Fail

Drumming my fingers,
Nervous energy,
Making me move.
Can they tell?

All eyes on me,
Suddenly,
Speaking fast and tripping up,
What should I say?

How can I prove
That I am worth something,
That I will not mess up.
So much pressure.

Follow the leader,
But I have never led.
And I don't like to follow.
This is not where I excel.

Forced into something
That I was never made for.
Lone wolf,
Thrust into a pack.

On my own,
I will be just fine.
On my own,
I excel.

Announce a "group project",
And my heart speeds up,
I can't sit still,
I'm going to screw up.

But the problem is,
If I fail,
I drag three other people will me.
Unless one person saves us all.

And that would just prove
That I was worth nothing
All along.
...

Bring. It. On.