Its hard when you know
you have talent,
and your scared
to use it,

I have to be honest,i probably abused it.

Twinkle Toes is what they used to call me,
when the music started
my body felt free.

People used to come from
near and far
to see my magical feet,
to see me turn the stage into
a wonderment of stars.

For those 3mins on stage a night
i felt like god,
i was at one with the world,
but most importantly
i felt at one with myself....

but the drink just didnt help.

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