Wish i could dance

If could dance.. Was i really just dancing, was it all in my mind? It felt like butterflies in summer, and the song was more than kind. Like a dream.. .. was the door really open? Should i leave it that way? Do i enter, not looking back, Or should i just stay away. Whispers coming from the door. Telling me to come outside. Come ...

Just me

Just me I'm no worker bee, nor am i a fighter. Love, don't hate. Never destroy, but create. Perhaps not made for this world, but i'm trying. Not made for the pain, so i'm crying. Could be made for the air.. .. but no way i'm flying! I don't like change, when it does it better be my choice. Growing into it, carefully.. not too fa...