Nervousness borderline Scared

My heart beats fast
My breath are slow
My palms are still
And so is my throat
Butterflies are forming
I see more clearly
Still things are lacking
Can you tell I'm a rookie
One more night of suspense
I can hardly wait
It's all me at last
For once I want to hide
Run away from the spotlight
Remain in the background
Silent and still away from the noise
Am I in over my head?
I'm no longer confused,
Maybe just too eager
To prove that I belong
One more night of suspense
One more night 'til showtime
One more night...