Picture courtesy of Joel Valve- Unsplash
( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a girl dancing under the jets of water of a fountain, which are meeting above her in an arc)
Dancing in my head
“Your stuck with curvature
You’ll never look the same.
So you better make friends with that pain.”
Looking out the window I heard the words they said
But I was miles away dancing in my head .
When I get upset, not feeling free.
In rain, sun or snow .
Those words come back to haunt me .
So into my head I go.
When I feel pushed and pressured
All I can think of is the words they said.
I close my eyes and bugger them,
I go dancing in my head!
When looking in the mirror is too much to bare
My clothes look like something I shouldn’t wear.
I close my eyes and let the music flow.
Then dancing in my head I go.
When pain is over baring and I can’t get out of bed
I close my eyes and bugger them I go dancing in my head.
I am still the me I was before.
Though not quite the same.
When I am at my worst I play my saving game.
I am sorry if you think me rude and blanch at things I’ve said.
But when it all becomes too much
I go dancing in my head.
So don’t judge me by my cover I am still a happy soul.
I may not be perfect but I am whole.
When things get too much and depressions wanting fed.
Bugger it I shout and go dancing in my head
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