I hate the ballet
But when I’m with school friends
I don’t have to say
The truth. They don’t have to know
They can choose to believe that I love all the shows
And I always point my toes
And I’m dancing, although!
I’m not. I’m doing the steps
Because I have to.
And I have to.
Just like I have to brag about dancing
To everyone I know and everyone I don’t.
I’m still going to quit, don’t say that I won’t.