I can never dance-

Never walk,

Never run.

People take advantage points,

Unfair abilities.

I steam in angry feelings,

But as the ballet continues on…

Life is peace once more.

I can never dance-

Never,

Walk,

Never,

Run.

Angry people are misguided.

They blame me.

But,

Don’t you see?

It’s not my fault.

Not my fault that I can never…

Dance,

Walk,

Run,

Jump,

Skip,

Or kick.

It bugs me most-

Because I can never dance.

Never dance,

Never dance.

I can sing,

I can write,

I can draw.

But when it comes to it…

What I want to do…

Is dance?

When I can dance with no regard,

No anger,

I will be happy.

Alas, not me.

I have hard time even doing so.

It hurts.

When I see ballet fleeting across the stage…

I wish to jump-

And spread my useless legs to dance.

It’ll never work though.

No…

It won’t.

I can never dance-

Never walk,

Never run.

Why?

I never wanted this gift- or curse.

It sad,

I can sing,

I can write,

I can draw.

I can never do what I want to do-

The most in the world.

It’s just…

I want…

To dance.

But, nope, don’t you see?

The cripple in the wheelchair is me.

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Author's Note: Actually, this is a poem I uncovered in my room. It was written for my friend who died when she was 7. So this is in memory of Hokuto-chan!