Nerves, you will not get to me.
You will not make me cry, from the horror of the unknown and overthought.
You will not claim my personality.
You will not own my being.
You can stay, as long as you maintain politeness.
No talking unless spoken to, Nerves.
No acting up in a public scene, Nerves.
No picking on the Host, Nerves.
I will dismiss you as fear but welcome you as excitement.
You can play with me;
Make me giggle and make me laugh.
Give me butterflies.
Give me sore cheeks.
Give me elation.