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Actress, Mother, Daughter...Dancer

She was just another schoolgirl

 

Dreams of marriage and of kids

 

She had devoted parents

 

They loved everything she did

 

Nothing could deter her

 

from the choice that she had made

 

Turning seventeen, she left her home

 

in Forest Glade

 

Moving north to Epsilon

 

She chose another route

 

She would be a dancer

 

Taking money from the suits

 

She started slow in Epsilon

 

A club girl from the start

 

She had a phony i.d

 

But she sure could play the part

 

Was she a dancer or an actress

 

Seems she was one and the same

 

She chose to go as Crystal

 

Though that wasn't her real name

 

She danced a bit and moved around

 

The lifestyle she liked

 

She was dancing up in Buffalo

 

When she met a guy named Mike

 

They dated and got married

 

Soon a kid was on the way

 

When he found out she was pregnant

 

He packed up and moved away

 

She was nineteen and without a chance

 

To get a better life

 

Who would want a dancer

 

With a kid to be his wife?

 

Nobody that she knew

 

That would be for sure

 

And just like the little girl she was

 

She always wanted more

 

She had her son, named Ferguson

 

She then enrolled in school

 

She was gonna be a big thing

 

She would not be no ones fool

 

She chose to keep on dancing

 

Working late nights, dancing hard

 

Saving up her money

 

So she'd get her son a yard

 

She was still a little girl deep down

 

She still had real big dreams

 

She didn't want the normal life

 

She wanted the extremes

 

She was a dancer, mother, daughter and

 

A sutdent every day

 

She had to keep them separate

 

Had to keep her lives at bay

 

She'd many personalities

 

Depending on her place

 

She handled each role expertly

 

With poise and with such grace

 

By day she was a mother

 

And a student on the side

 

She did both of them expertly

 

And she showed off both with pride

 

At night she was a dancer

 

Schoolgirl, teacher, and much more

 

She would be a patrons fantasy

 

But she hid down in her core

 

The little girl she really was

 

Stayed deep and far from them

 

She was also now an actress

 

Dancing, doing things for men

 

At night when she was finished

 

She would go home to her boy

 

She would bend and kiss him as he slept

 

For he was her pride and joy

 

She'd then go hit the shower

 

Washing all their dreams away

 

She would wash away their kisses

 

She would make herself okay

 

Each night she'd play another role

 

To keep the men entranced

 

She would change her look up daily

 

As on the stage she pranced

 

They'd pay her for her company

 

And they'd worship all she did

 

But, all she ever thought about

 

Was something better for her kid

 

She finished school in record time

 

A manager she'd be

 

She took a four year course

 

And she finsihed it in three

 

She didn't have the money

 

To quite make her dreams come true

 

But, she now had a diploma

 

And inside, her pride just grew

 

She was now a feature dancer

 

She was the top of mens desires

 

But the job was getting weary

 

In fact, our girl was tired

 

She had her different roles to play

 

Still mother, daughter, and

 

At night a dancer actress

 

In an pornographic land

 

She'd go home every night and see

 

Her son there in his bed

 

She'd go and have her shower

 

And she'd kiss him on his head

 

She'd wash away the garbage

 

Wash away her hidden life

 

Once again she thought of

 

Being a mother and a wife

 

Normalcy, would not be hers

 

She'd have to move along

 

She'd done well for her young boy

 

She had not done too much wrong

 

A new life far from Buffalo

 

Would be the thing to do

 

She's now a mother and a daughter

 

And she might live next to you

 

She broke the chains that bound her

 

Used her dancing to improve

 

Made herself much stronger

 

And she then did up and move

 

Now she doesn't go home late at night

 

To wash away the grime

 

She can go home and go out to play

 

To give her son some time

 

The sad fact is there's lots of girls

 

But not as strong as her

 

They do not escape the dancing

 

When they end up, no one's sure

 

But Crystal, she's a hero

 

For she made herself move on

 

She's a mother, actress, daughter

 

with a super cool young son

 

Where she went I don't know where

 

But, she ended up on top

 

Ther rumours were she married

 

In fact they said that he's a cop

 

they say that she's still out working

 

In the clubs, out with the girls

 

But she's no longer a dancer

 

She's out showing them the world

 

She's helping them get into school

 

They confess to her their sins

 

She knows of what they talk about

 

For she's been just where they've been

 

She doesn't go by Crystal

 

She now goes by her real name

 

But, she might just live next door to you

 

And to tell would be a shame.

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Written by
roger-turner
Canadian
Published
May 5, 2012
Lines·Words
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Tags
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