Fake dance through life.
A fifteen-year dance.
But one of the ballerinas slipped and saw a glimpse of the real world.
The instructor demanded she continues to dance but she leaped off and began to run.
The show had ended after fifteen years of torture it was over.
She ran and danced in the real world she had been missing.
She began to live truly and fully live and then the instructor came.
She refused to act and acted as she truly was.
The instructor yelled and yelled at the ballerina but she rebelled.
The ballerina leaped the real world so near.
On the other side of the barrier, a person waited to take the ballerina away.
The person that helped her see the real world.
He caught her when she leaped and held her close
Is this the final scene she asked
He nodded The End scene is over no more dance
It's time to start a new dance one where you decide your moves
And are free until our End Scene
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Poems: The Best and The Worst Days
PoetryA collection of poetry from the best and worst moments of my life. I hope you can relate to some of my work and it helps you get through life just as it has I.
