Oh the private stories we hide,
choosing to be unseen to hide the pain,
resorting to a colorless life to avoid rejection.
Staring blankly ahead,
meeting not another gaze,
screaming inside to be known.
Fading into anonymity,
seeing everything beyond,
feeling all in the void.
The dance begins right and left,
backwards and forwards we step,
gliding with energy in tight control.
Privately expressing and begging,
publicly performing and posing,
leaping and bowing to personal rhyme.
Let the story unfold,
a colorless life has no where to go,
live and dance for you must be bold.
Break the shell and step forward,
out of the coffin you must come.
color my world with who you are.