In the past

The little girl 

I used to be

Beautiful ballerina 

that was me

Twirling in my tutu

dancing with my heart 

dreaming big dreams 

innocence as my guard 

I want to feel 

the movement 

and the rhythm

in my feet

Want to dance 

like butterfly

but still in the beat

I miss the days

when I made miracles

with my feet 

And I loved every 

second

it was like my own feat

I miss the days 

when I rosed on my toes

spread my arms 

I felt like I was flying

But now I am tided up

and my feet 

are frozen 

they won't dance ever again

Those days are over

and for me

dancing is in the past 

forever