A Dream Unfulfilled

The lurce of my stomach
The rising of the hairs on my arms
A weight on my chest that I cannot alleviate
The longing in my muscles

Perfect balance
Never wavering
Never faltering
In perfect synchronization

Fingers twitching
Legs shaking
Neck ticking
Body sweating

I long to do this
I have for a long time
But can I allow it to happen
When I am so unprepared

Such an open place
So many familiar faces
So much judgement
So little time to think

I have longed for so long
I might as well put it all out there
Even though I am not talented enough
I shall do my best

I want to dance as though floating
Across the floor like a leaf on the wind
But in reality
I am a teenage kid whom knows not how to dance

I want to woe a woman
With my skills of dance
I want to speak
With my body, not my voice

But it was not to be
I am but a blumbering idiot
No sense of rythum
In a single cell of his body