To dance
Location
My name is Aubree,
I love the wide open sea.
Dream job in the Mob,
Naw, I’m too lazy.
I wana be a dancer.
Type that fight cancer?
Grammy died of it
Went in the cloud; no return
I still dance with her
Day after day and
Step after step, I keep on
Moving to the beat,
Pursuing My dreams.
My Dancing keeps me going
Up, down, on the floor.
What stops me is fear.
To be criticized, called queer.
But this is me; free.
Fear leaves the room and
A new song comes on.
I being to dance