|What I Want (standard:poetry, 101 words)|
|Author: Ashley G||Added: Jun 03 2002||Views/Reads: 1761/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|About my search for an artistic outlet|
Dancing has become an outlet, What satisfaction I derive, Where other loves cannot fulfill, To dance still makes me feel alive. But pen on paper, is it not Quite like a dancer on a stage? I, too, must write to be alive, To see the words flow on the page. And yet, to write is not enough, To be that actress in my plays, Is what I secretly desire, A different person, every day. Alas, to act, a foolish dream, For music often calls my name, Since I could talk, I've loved to sing. And so...how will I achieve my fame? Tweet
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