Did you know I have tiger stripes? I'm actually a jungle cat Waiting to pounce Did you know The lines around my hips have deepened And so have the crinkles around my eyes when I smile I have bruises up and down my legs From my bedroom carpet And wooden floors everytime I have fallen
On Que I ask if I can go in front of you and I flick across the floor The same way I did inside my living room But one misplaced toe One thigh not turned out And I find myself on the ground I have done this Over and over I haven't fallen for so long Muscle I've built over years had kept me off the ground And then it all came crashing down Did you know? No Because you do not know me You do not know the blood sweat and tears You can not pick me apart I am a work of art But I was made by a 13 year old at three in the morning solely for self expression I pick myself up and ask to go again Because I know I can do better Because I hold myself to an impossible standard above all others I push myself And my body betrays me So I do it over and over as soon as I get home Did you know I stopped counting the stretch marks
Don'tΒ Β worry about my legs looking 'bulky' as long as they support me The day I found out i can only rely on myself I did not cry I built muscle I gained tiger stripes.
Ballet is the only thing that is concrete for me. So it is what I invest myself in, instead of people. It is the only form of self expression that has always meant the most to me, the day I quit therapy, I started ballet religiously. It is the only thing that is constant.