Everyone thinks that I am great,
I used to think that it was fate,
I always have a time a place,
I guess you could say it is a date,
Dance has been my focos forever,
And give it up? I thought never,
But this year has been so hard,
I wish I could go to Juilliard,
I won't get in and I shouldn't dream,
For in this sport you have no team,
My legs don't go as high as the others,
Mine are fat, they look like a mother's,
Sometimes I think I'm gonna quite,
I feel like a failure, just like I got hit,
Dance has been my dream forever,
To give it up now? I don't think ever...
