My foot steps out onto the boards

And into the light

Into everyone's view

The pit starts playing the opening chords

All my life has been leading up to this

Ever since I was young

I was preparing to get up here

This is pure bliss

The introduction is coming

To an end

The strings have stopped their strumming

There's no turning back.

Finally, after all the preparation

I'm standing on the stage

I open my mouth and sing

My song of jubilation


A/N: Okay... I don't read much poetry so I don't know whether this is good or bad, but it means a lot to me. "Pit" in this poem refers to the pit orchestra.