Sitting In Class of close my eys.
I open them, I'm not in school but on stage.
I look in front of me, I look around
the place is packed waiting on my to dance.
The music starts,
I feel it flow though me.
I begain to dance.
It is as Easy as breathing.
I feel my heart race,
yet I can't stop. I don't want to stop.
I keep going.
Again and again I turn.
I take a breath and blink.
Only to find to my dismay.
I'm back in school.
I let out a breath,
the teacher calls my name,
I sigh at the fact it was just a dream
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