We tap out this dance
always being oh so careful
not to scuff our shoes.
We don't want any proof
of all our wrong steps.
Parents remind us
of all the hard earned money spent
because we chose to dance.
Show us what our money disappeared for,
check by check.
check by check.
Dance baby....
Is that all you've got?
Sadly, we do our best moves
when no one is watching.
Imaginary roses cover our feet,
as the thorns slash us unrecognizable.
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