Walls of norms, they close in tight,
People swirl in scripted flight.
But I step back, embrace the beat
Of my own heart, my discreet retreat.
I'm not lost in the crowd's embrace,
I find my path, my own space.
Life's a dance meant for the brave,
I choose my steps outside the stave.
Solo dance, in my silent storm,
Against the grain, I find my form.
Beneath the lights, I stand alone,
My stage, my soul, the unknown zone.
They weave connections, lines that bind,
Social scripts that confine the mind.
But I pirouette on this vast stage,
Alone, serene, I turn the page.
Let them mingle, let them merge,
While I indulge my urge to purge.
Away from ties that grip and choke,
In solitude, my spirit woke.
Solo dance, in my silent storm,
Against the grain, I find my form.
Beneath the lights, I stand alone,
My stage, my soul, the unknown zone.
No echoes here of footsteps twined,
Just the echoes of my mind.
Here in the shadow, here in the light,
My solo dance takes flight.
Solo dance, in my silent storm,
Against the grain, I find my form.
Beneath the lights, I stand alone,
My stage, my soul, the unknown zone.
So I dance, a singular grace,
A lone figure in vast space.
With every step, I claim my place,
In the solo dance, my timeless trace.