Other side of meA Poem by A Drawer of Paper RosesI can't dance
Yes, I am that one girl
The one you could name remember Always forgot my name. But's O.K. I'd rather have it like that So no one would suspect me of being Masquerade No one in school has recognized me before. I'm always the girl in the back Unknown to the world But when I'm on the dance floor When the light's are off When I put on this mask Everything changes It's like I released my wild self I take in the beat of the music Feeling it tingle in my body Loosing all sense of control And I just dance I don't how I do it. Don't know why I just know, when it happens It happens I'm a wild dancer The dance floor is my jungle I'm the top predator I move unlike anyother Body sway to the beat Arms loose, and moving Feet sliding, fiercely across the floor boards My hips strutting Body popping Locking Dropping low People stare at me in amazement. And the night rages on. But no one knows It was me, that one lame girl Who rocked the night Who set the dance floor on fire Who brought the party to life It was me © 2012 A Drawer of Paper RosesAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 15, 2012 Last Updated on January 15, 2012 AuthorA Drawer of Paper RosesAboutI have a secret drawer full of paper roses You might think they aren't as romantic as real ones But you're only judging the appearance What if he/she can't get you as rose? He's too poor to buy on.. more..Writing
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