I was alone on the stage as the song played. My dancing was poor. Dancing? More like batltering. But that didn't stop me. As the song continued to play. I danced. I smiled. I laughed. I didn't focus on their stares. I didn't care about their opinions. I was dancing. And I was finally starting to live like every moment was my last.
Baltering: the act of dancing clumsily and without any particular skill