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On the Inside
Some days If you ask me what my life is about What consumes my world And brings me angst And drains my spirit To those who really know me Their eyes watching me After much compliance and competition And endless hours of timed movement Of making it work Whose end is physical exhaustion And tired illusions I will tell you simply without hesitation With little expression And a faint tone Dance…
Most days If you ask me what my life is about What colors my world And brings me joy And exposes my soul To those who watch in the dark Their eyes transfixed on me After much practice and planning And endless hours of timed movement Of feeling it work Whose goal is physical perfection And magical visions I will tell you simply without hesitation With a smile on my face And no regret in my voice Dance…
Copyright © 2002-2003 Student Publishing Program. Poetry and prose © 2003 by individual authors. Reprinted with permission. Site designed by Strong Bat Productions. |
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