From Your Heart

Don't break me, I bruise easily

The source of both your love and misery

I am steady, beating endlessly

While you are dozing, dreaming pretty things, lovely things

I don't work for free

Please take care of me

This is a message from your heart

Your most devoted body part

Taking blood and making art

This is a message from your heart

Pounding away into the dark

You could thank me for a start

This is a message from your heart

Don't hurt me, I bleed constantly

My efforts leave me but flow back swiftly

My rhythm, soothing, like raindrops steady

On foggy windows when you gaze outwardly, peacefully

I don't work for free

Please take care of me

Please take care of me

This is a message from your heart

Your most devoted body part

Taking blood and making art

This is a message from your heart

Pounding away into the dark

You could thank me for a start

This is a message from your heart

Pretty Girl

Pretty girl, who is to blame

Frightened girl, they don’t know her name

Saddened girl, who cries at night

Distant girl, who’s out of sight

Psycho girl, with scars on her wrists

Fairytale girl, who don’t exist

Beautiful girl, she is no more

Heartbreaken girl, who's heart is tore

Silent girl, without a name

Ignored girl, who’s filled with shame

Faking girl, with plastic smiles

Freakish girl, from a thousand miles

Emotionless girl, cant feel much pain

Darkened girl, who brings the rain

Crying girl, tears start to flood

Psychotic girl, who drains her blood

Hated girl, who no one loves

Angry girl, there is no cure

Happy girl, she is no more

Hidden girl, she covers her scars

Prisoned girl, lived behind her life’s bars

Crazy girl, who bleeds so much

Lonely girl, who’s out of touch

Stupid girl, who no one likes

Beaten girl, who always fights

Pretty girl, don’t give up now

Suicide girl, there’s someway, somehow

Scared girl, don’t be afraid

Distant girl, don’t go away

Peaceful girl, she is no more

Embarresed girl, just walk out the door

Morbid girl, don’t die tonight

Worried girl, it'll be alright

Furious girl, who has no more faith

Depressed girl, who cries and aches

Fallen girl, with broken wings

Disturbed girl, fell off the swing

Pretty girl, you are my friend

Aching girl, just try to mend

Ugly girl, not like before

Pretty Girl, she is no more...

Dance

Dance is like tylenol, it takes away the pain.
just listen to the music, it will take you away.
I dont mean for this to be a poem I am just
expressing how I feel. I dont no why I love it
so much it just the way it is. When you
walk on stage to do your first solo. all the faces
starring at you like you are going to do the wrong step.
You cant feel anything because you are so nervous.
you start to twirl and spin. You feel the music as you
dance and for a second you are truly at peace.
You have one shot at doing the routine that youve
practiced day and night. You hear the applause as
you finish. you feel defeat and failure but dont give up.
Dance is a dream and is what i live for.


I am a dancer, i feel pain and fear. Yet i keep going like
i am as happy as can be. There will always be someone
better and always someone worse. Dont ever give up.
When u tell people your a dancer they laugh and walk away.
Just because we wear pink tutus and tights
doesnt mean we dont work as hard as any one else. we
work until we have blisters and are muscles are torn.
We dance until we cant anymore. Some people are
born dancers some have to work harder. But the ones
who work the hardest get the farthest. Never say you
cant I learned that from my teacher. If you think pausitive
you will get alot further in life. For I am a dancer and i will
never give up.