That Dance

I walk out on to the dance floor

shy, insecure

hoping to be swept up

before the other girls

waiting on the side lines

in the shadows

have my eyes on a guy

who glides acorss the floor

he makes his way over

my smile lights the room up

but he passes right by me

and chooses someone else

I supposed she deserved someone

just as much as I did

and after some disappointment

I began to feel contentment

after all some of the girls dancing

looked uncomfortable and stifled

their heels were cuasing pain

and their dance partner was quite controlling

the dancing girls missed out

on the friendships the other girls made

on tastey foods and chatter

quick knowledge and lemonade

being a lone felt good

but as soon as I thought that

a handsome man approached me

starry-eyed he took me

he danced so elegantly

it felt so right

but then I stepped on his toe

and his starry eyes turned dull

he lead me back and gave an excuse

confused I waited with the other girls again

then I asked a man myself to dance

and he looked at me strangley

and turned me down

but I was swept up by a slick dark man

he whispered flattery into my ear

circled the floor and made me feel special

then suddenly he saw a prettier face

and tossed me off for that other girls waist

I decided to give up

to call it a night

but as soon as I did

a friend cuahgt my eye

I approached him from behind

to say my farewell

but he took my hand

and lead me to dance

he had been trying all night

to get me as a partner

he had arrived late and

saw me with my many partners

Every time I was alone

he was occupied by another though all he could think about

was dancing with me

girl after girls and guy after guy

he had been working so hard just to get it right

he knew I could dance

just as good as anybody else

but he loved my clusmy steps and awkward stance

my faults he found perfect

and he fit me so well

that we danced all night long

matched perfectly

and my search ended then