in the mirror I see my reflection
but in my eyes there's never perfection
I'm turning and twisting spinning around
then I stop and leap from the ground
I strive harder then I can embrace in my mind
seems like I'm doing right but failure is what I find
when I'm dancing it's like no ones in sight
I lose all my thoughts and everything's alright
the one thing I'll never do is stop trying
if I wasn't dancing it feels like I'm dying
in the morning I put on my shoe
I stop and dance and plie like I'm supposed too
I do all I can to be the best I can
judging my judgment and being who I am
Thank you so much Toni for this wonderful poem. This really embodies everything about a dancer and snaps me into my studio. I needed a poem of my choice for one of my school courses that we...
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Published: August 2011
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