If We Can't Dance

If we can't dance how do we show that we can be wild and crazy or mellow and lazy that we have the passion that rises from our bones or that we're so calm we're practically stoned If we can't dance how can we be sure that the emotion we feel is anything close to being real or if it is just a fantasy trapped on the inside of me, waiting until the day I use it of throw it away cause I'm not able to say these tumultuous feelings hurting and healing leaving me reeling from all that I cannot express If we can't dance what is the point o every hip hop song every remix that comes along every sick beat, all the tapping feet, in this huge throng of people dying to dance. And I say this, not with skill or prowess, but from the uncoordinated body of a white girl. Though I feel the beat in my soul, for m there is only one goal, to express myself to the best of my ability and get comfortable just being me because that's the only person I want to be and the only person anyone should see when I'm out there dancing.