Poetry

But yet I dance 

They stop the music soon as I step into the dance floor

But yet I dance

Everyone hand in hand with their partner

Null and void I stand on my own

No one holds my hand

Look at the harmony on the dance floor

Each dancer with their mate

It is all beautiful to see

And there I am, on my own

Adorn in my own tears

It is all heartening to see

But yet I dance 

Look at all the knives thrown to my feet
Each one piercing through my skin and I bleed

How can I not bleed when they utter words sharp as swords
My flesh leaves my bones
These knives strip it off
I get weaker as the pain gets stronger
Now look at the streams flowing with every cut
Tears that won’t stop flowing
The floor gets slippery and I trip
I keep on falling
I keep on falling
But yet I dance

My moves they scrutinise with scorn
My light shines bright 

Yet my glow they loathe

To them I am supposed to be sitting still on the corner

But how can I be dull when I was made to glow?

How can I just seat when I was made to steal the show?

I put on my courageous robes and dance

Look at them now

They stop the music soon as I step into the dance floor 

But yet I dance 

My moves they scrutinise with scorn 

My Light shines bright

Yet my glow they loathe

Look at them now

They put on a song soon as I step out of the dance floor

They steal my moves and try to be me

But they lack the rythm

More reason for their scornful scrutiny

Go ahead and stop the music

Steal my moves and make them your own

Still I will dance

The applause will stop

They won’t sing praises

Still I will dance

They stop the music soon as I step into the dance floor

But yet I dance
Sharon Mo ©

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