they took my dream
thought they were able
thought they would handle
but do they even care?
I cry overnight for the things
I can't achieve
I pray everyday for my anxiety
to be a nightmare but whenever
I wake it's always there
they think it's just moves
but what I really feel
seems to be a waste of
energy before them
despite I don't blame them
cause they are not me
they don't feel the labor I add to it
the passion I put, love,memories
they don't get how much I sweat
to do what I can do cause they
don't know
but I have learnt this ;
it will never be how much
am good at it but the
meaning of the word to
me cause every flow,
every move has a meaning,
a belief, a memory attached
to it
there is one thing I walk with;
I do it to express but not to
impress cause I don't just
move , I am the dance as well.
L