You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
-And Still I Rise, Maya Angelou-

born to be wild/ the kind of dancer i am.

I am a dancer

No shoes,

no dress,

no spotlight or stage

No colour,

no creed,

nor restriction on age

No jury,

no training,

no cheers,

no leeers

I dance as i feel - no limits,

no fears

I dance in the grass with the wind in my hair

I dance on the pavement -

gray, cold and bare

I dance in the rain and the heat of the sun

I dance when i feel i can no longer run

It's my release, my light and escape

So i dance and i dance till my bare feet break

Then i smile, get up, and dance a while more

For with dance my tomorrows, will be better, i'm sure

A dancer

I am and a dancer

I'll beEven if my dancing is only for me...

:)