Sometimes...

Sometimes I cry
When I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
So graceful
Disciplined    
and smooth
I love to watch them move
But I get overwhelmed with tears
When I look at dancers
Is there a need in me
I've forgotten to feed
It's like a part of me wants to be freed
I often cry when I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
Maybe...
In my heart
I
Am
A
Dancer...