Ocean of Thoughts

Carefree Dancer (Yes I know, ONE PIECE IS WHITE)

Ballerinas had to be perfect
There is no doubt
Being perfect
Was what they were about

But she's was tired
Of prim and perfect
So she went against the rules
She died her hair many colors

She tied her bun to the side
Wore a loose shirt
Instead of tight
She walked through the door

Many judging glances were throw
Here and there was a smile
That made it worth the while
She walked into the studio

Ready to leave ready to go
Her teacher saw her hair
And everyone went quiet everywhere
The teacher came and gave a slight pull

She left with tears in the eyes
So she sat, and laying her hands on her thighs
As the teacher came with something new
Every eye searched, but no one knew

The teacher showed her the brow dye
She was angry, but kept cool outside
She quietly declined
This is my hair, I like it just fine

So she lifted up her bag
And the teacher didn't nag
As she left and took the corner
She went into another dance studio

This is where all the rejects came
Or that's what her teacher had explained
They were carefree with great big smiles
She hasn't seen that in quite a while

So she danced
Fears out the door
She got rid of anger
Said no more

So with that group
They danced together
Forgetting the rules
And dancing forever