I could almost taste the beauty
I am invisible, but you can see me. I can't see you, I'm being blinded. Finally I'm allowed to walk off, take off the skirt with lipstick on it, and play me again.
Instead of Roxanne Fisher, the girl made up on a whim. Struggling dancer, kind of a ditz. Loves nothing more than to get roses after a show.
I don't even listen in class anymore, I barely remember the past week. There's so much I could say about it, I'm sure. And only I don't remember.
There's some things I could tell you. I finally met Jagger, who for a day wasn't talking. I finally met Wonderboy too, who sent Marzipan twenty-one of those kudos things. I learned what green room is, and now I'm addicted to it.
Alexis told me to smile more, so I damn well did every performance. I smiled until it hurt, to spite her and the other people who told me I did something wrong. I fixed my kick because Char told me it wasn't on tempo. I put my arms back on the layout kick and even fixed my gymnastics hands because the dance captain had bothered me so much about it.
I learn through anger.
I wish I could describe what a performance day is really like. But I can't. All I can remember is feeling Dominic's heart beating as I sat in his lap, and hearing Lily mutter "Lord be with us," as the curtain started to open the first night, and Lolli squealing as I hugged her during green room, saying she couldn't believe it she couldn't believe it.
All I can say is I feel like such a freshman. And I like it.
I feel like singing.
Instead of Roxanne Fisher, the girl made up on a whim. Struggling dancer, kind of a ditz. Loves nothing more than to get roses after a show.
I don't even listen in class anymore, I barely remember the past week. There's so much I could say about it, I'm sure. And only I don't remember.
There's some things I could tell you. I finally met Jagger, who for a day wasn't talking. I finally met Wonderboy too, who sent Marzipan twenty-one of those kudos things. I learned what green room is, and now I'm addicted to it.
Alexis told me to smile more, so I damn well did every performance. I smiled until it hurt, to spite her and the other people who told me I did something wrong. I fixed my kick because Char told me it wasn't on tempo. I put my arms back on the layout kick and even fixed my gymnastics hands because the dance captain had bothered me so much about it.
I learn through anger.
I wish I could describe what a performance day is really like. But I can't. All I can remember is feeling Dominic's heart beating as I sat in his lap, and hearing Lily mutter "Lord be with us," as the curtain started to open the first night, and Lolli squealing as I hugged her during green room, saying she couldn't believe it she couldn't believe it.
All I can say is I feel like such a freshman. And I like it.
I feel like singing.