I'm gonna miss you when you're gone

by dancer85

PLEASE READ: this is a poem i wrote about dancing and why i love it. please comment on it. i hope you like it. the main motive of it is i might have to drop out cause of the . PLEASE COMMENT:

It's not a sport, it's a LIFESTYLE.

It's not for others, it's for MYSELF.

It's my greatest INSECURETY,

Because I'm not satisfied until it's PERFECT.

It builds me up to break my HEART,

But I never would have had a heart WITHOUT.

Not a WANT,

But a NEED.

Not just for FUN,

But a PASSION.

It HURTS to know I made the CHOISE to do this,

Because I could never live up to my EXPECTATIONS.

And every time I FALL,

It's my MOTIVATOR to get back up.

It's my BEST FRIEND on a bad day,

And what I think about ALL THE TIME.

Through all the GOOD, and all the BAD,

THAT MOMENT in the air makes up for it all.

It's not only PHYSICAL, but EMOTIONAL.

It takes CORE, GUTS, and BRAINPOWER.

It is the PHYSICAL DISPLAY of THOUGHTS that words cannot describe.

It shouldn't be GENERALIZED to good or bad,

But HOW BAD YOU WANT IT.

The stage HIGHLIGHTS MY BEST,

and the competition SHINES LIGHT on my WEAKNESS.

I RISK my own BEING for it like NOTHING ELSE MATTERS.

I would NEVER forgive myself if I ever quit,

And i'm PROUD to say I'm a living, breathing, example of it.

So often underestimated and over simplicated by the one word:

DANCE.

And I'm gonna miss you when you're gone.