Standing outside
After I hit my dog
In shame I ask
“How did I end up here?”
Cuz when I was young
I was a dancer
When I was young
I had no fear

And then at age 3
Someone started to hit me
And I was so helpless
And I wouldn’t cry
Something then turned
Into God-knows-what in me
It was as if
My heart was so far from my hands
Soon at 13
I was a drinker
As I grew tall
I became mean
And at 25
I was a thinker
Thinking I was
Something perfect and clean
And yet in my heart
I was so dirty
What was so wrong?
How did I end up me?
Cuz when I was young
I was a dancer
When I was young
I had no fear
Herе I became
All that I nevеr wanted
Standing in shame
Over a helpless dog
But I won’t remain
Yes, I was a dancer
I slowly change
The small things within
And as I gain sight
I see some that are like me
Hurt when we’re small
That anger still tall
And yet we can talk
Of the darkness and worry
Now we can walk
Away from the flame
Cuz when we were young
We were all dancers
When we were young
We had no fear