I’ts only me in here.
Though I feel there’s a thousand other girls.
From the past, from the future,
is this what life has to offer?
They all laugh with clear and perfect glee.
They wave their arms with joy and love,
They wave their arms, with passion.
And they dance, they dance with all their strength
With their perfect pirouettes,
with not much pressure
They jump with glee.
It’s not hard to join in
As we finally finish our strong dance,
I suddenly recognise where I am.
I look for signs or shadows of the girls
I just spun my legs with
But I only see mine.
The only person in here is me.