Movement
As I move, I feel free.
The pain suddenly vanishes inside of me.
As my brown feet start to hit the floor on beat,
I start to ponder what means the most to me.
I think of the time when he lied to me and how much I now treasure honesty.
I think of my best friend, she would do anything for me.
How great is loyalty?
I think of the strong woman, who raised me, I do all of this for my mommy.
As I am twisting and turning and hitting every note, suddenly I slip and fall to my knees...
It feels like failure, that's what I am most afraid of.
I get up, hesitant to try again and then I start to move again,
As I move, I feel free, the pain suddenly vanishes inside of me.
Last night, I was watching this old tape, and the dancer, she danced a dance so great.
I pictured it in my mind, closed my eyes and gave it a try,
As I started to move, my mind wandered to a day in May filled with family, joy, bittersweetness, and degrees.
Graduation is all I can see.
What will I do, who will I be?
My nerves feel like butterflies inside of me.
The stress turns to pain and I stop to grab my head.
Suddenly it is silent and then I hear a familiar melody.
I have danced to this song since I was a child.
As I lift my head to the sky, I feel a strange feeling.
This is my ultimate healing.
As I move, I feel free.
The pain suddenly vanishes inside of me.
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