Expression

I sometimes forget the ways of expressing myself. I sometimes find myself wishing I could move like a ballerina or fly through the air like a bboy.

Dancing is a way of using your limbs to say words that can’t come from your mouth. I get frustrated that I can’t move to the music but then suddenly realise that music is supposed to move me and that I don’t have to be a good dancer to show people how I feel.

I have my own unique way by using letters and syllables that dance to the music from beneath my pen. I make the verbs and nouns come to life taking a stand in what I feel.

I express myself with words but not words by mouth; words by heart in which dance has made me realise that I don’t need real music to make people dance to my song.

My song is waiting for me in the ink of a pen anticipating the touch of my fingers to wrap around him and waltz across the blank page of hope.

Dance inspires me even though I have two left feet I do admire the art in motion the art that inspires me to express the art in my soul.

Wow, this is great! You've got such an inspiring way with words, and I love the way you switch from literal dancing to the figurative dancing of your pen. Its wonderful. Keep up the good work. You're going places

This piece was really unique, and I've never thought of music and dancing that way, being a dancer myself. It definently let me see dancing in a different point of view. My only critique would be that some of the sentences didn't flow correctly, and so I would read your stuff outloud or reread it before you post it to make sure it sounds right. Other than that, good job!