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The Dancer
Pretty and perfect for all to admire
reaching to hights thast i've never aspired
want to be normal but never allowed
done for the day and taking a bow.
I am a dancer that's trapped in a jar
like the worst kind of prisoner i'm jailed and i'm barred
in my red velvet skirt and my gold boustier
I dream and pretend that it's better this way.
Wave to my public and stand on my toes
of the agony suffered, well nobody knows
but one day I will crumble and fall to the floor
the glass bottle case not my prison no more.
yeah i still love this one luv
ash
Much Love
Ashley
Nicole-
Somehow I stumbled across your poem, and I'm glad I did.
"want to be normal but never allowed
done for the day and taking a bow"
i think it's possible for everyone to relate to these lines in one form or another. i love the whole second stanza. good stuff. Well done.
yes
you are crazy
but in some sick way this sounds like how I feel
which is ok coz I'm not crazy
I'm insane
love
ash
Much Love
Ashley