It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real

"I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true"

You solve the likeliness i didnt feel.


Wanted it so badly, wanted to feel it so badly.
Wanted to break the silver streak but remained in the line instead.
As much as im happy for them,
i just really badly wanted it.
Perhaps that was why i cried.
It was expected but there was really nothing more i prayed for.
Guess i didnt work hard enough.
Just the thought of it being my first and last killed me.
Its never gonna happen again, and ill never know how it feels..
But then again, dancers i still love yall no matter whut yall rocked it!! :)
Its just a little hard for me to move on.
Keep looking back esp since whats going on now keeps reminding me..
Academics is failing, things outside academics is failing, social life on the line.
Where am i gonna go, i never want to leave.