a flashback of nerves
April 23, 2009: Evansville, Indiana.

On the inside, her heart beats wildly. There’s a thump-thump-thump echoing within her ribcage as she stands there, her hands to her sides and her eyes clamped shut. Nerves. Nerves were going wild. Wilder than wild, hopping around in her throat and through her arms, down her legs and nestling within her stomach, a feeling that reminds her of the time her mother told her to not eat so much candy before supper, but she did anyway – an ache that caused her to feel like she was going to explode into a thousand pieces.

Just breathe, Poppy. Just breathe.

Her mind is in a haze, going wild with thoughts as she stands there. It was a technique that she’d learned before, but now she was breathing. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. The nerves would dissipate, and as soon as she could hear the roar of the crowd that was in the stadium for her first ever live performance on her first ever solo tour, the nerves were placed with excitement.

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February 9, 2011: Singapore, Singapore.

The nerves inside her being are going wild. Through the last two years, she’s learned that it isn’t what she’s nervous about but what she’s scared will happen. What if she forgets a word? Oh well. What if she misses a note? It happens. She learns, she’s learned that rehearsals are pertinent. She’s learned that there’s nothing she can do to help the nerves but shake it off. She’s learned that people are going to hate her no matter what she does – but this is for the fans. This is for the people that love her. This is for the fight to get her fans to love her and to, above all else, love themselves as much as she loves and appreciates them.

So, when she goes up on that stage, instead of nerves coursing throughout her body, she’s excited. She’s excited to see what she will do, what her fans will do, what they’ll sing but above all else, excited for their excitement.

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March 13, 2013: Omaha, Nebraska.

There’s no nerves coursing throughout her entire body. There are no longer thoughts or worries that she’s going to mess up. There’s nothing going on inside of her mind aside from the fact that she’s happy. She’s doing what she loves and she will continue to do as long as she’s allowed. Throughout her time in the business, she has learned new things, forgotten old things, re-envisioned her self-image and changed her perspective on things.

Most of all, Poppy Wyldes has grown up and learned that, although things are not and can not be perfect, she can strive to be the best that she can be, and that’s what matters most. That’s what she wants her fans and people that love her no matter to know.