Her dream of becoming a ballerina was not something her strict fundamentalist family would allow to happen. The sect they belonged to had rules that were to be followed with blind obedience, never questioned and dance of any kind was forbidden. She is a ballerina now and lives her dream but not without feeling a bit lost and lonely in the world.
Where am I, what am I doing, am I looking up or looking down?
Maybe this is one of those weird dreams I sometimes have
when I stay up too late watching stupid horror movies.
I just hope those lights and sirens coming this way
are part of a dream and I don’t really need…