day one hundred and twenty six
I'm not a ballerina. My mother is a ballerina, but I never had her talent, and I never will. Still, I love to dance, even though I heard that same "I don't get it, her mother is so talented, how can she be like this?" song all my life. It's fine, really. I have a ton of fun anyway. :)
This is about feeling like you're tied to a place. Like you can't escape and dance like you should.
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