8 September 2012
I stand upon the stage, Looking over the crowd, Thinking of my age, And all that I have vowed.
I'm ready to perform, And perform my best, And I hope, I may beat all the rest.
I count to ten slowly, Letting the numbers sink in, Hoping against hope, That I'm gonna win.
I watch the others go, And have their own try, And it makes me happy, To know they are just as good as I.
The cameras are on my face, Watching for a sign, That victory might finally be, Something short of mine.
I stand upon the stage, And show them what I've got, And now it's up to them, To let me through or not.
The X-Factor • Opuss № I