Never-ending quest..
we try our best to make every practises count.. we try our best to make the best out of everything.. we try our best to make everything right.. yet we still get scoldings almost every practises.. disheartening.. ear-repelling scoldings.. so why do we dance?
we put in our heart.. we put in our time.. we put in almost our everything.. just to learn.. but when we were just starting to get to know it.. it's showing how it's so distant from us.. so near.. yet so far.. so why do we dance?
it's a world of its own.. it's a world for those who are daring to step into it.. and giving us a little space of our own to free our soul.. those who are not familiar with it just claim that we are crazy.. crazy enough to be crazy about it.. they reject us.. deemed us as being 'fantasy'.. with so many objection from the reality.. so why do we dance?
it's very tough in life to find someone to have the same interests as yourself and to encourage each other during the encounters of difficulty.. because only dancers can understand dancers’ pain.. as well as joy..
dance is cruel.. however.. it's kind too.. for bringing you all the glory you can have in the world as you've shown that you have the artistic elements in you.. not in your hands.. not in your brain.. but in you.. the whole of you.. and everything of you..
for the sake of our short moment of being a bright star on the stage.. being rejected is inevitable.. but when they see a star with a familiar face.. they'll be happy for us.. they'll feel the joy with us.. and they'll understand more about us.. about how much we wanted to be dedicated in dance..
even though our world is deemed as 'fantasy' by many.. reality will not exist without the existence of fantasy.. they goes hand in hand.. just like when there's long.. there's short.. when there's hard.. there's soft.. neither of them are bad nor good.. and either of them can be bad or good..
performance marks the end of a chapter.. not the end of a story.. we will continue the story.. and hopefully it doesn't become a history.. at least not during our living days..
we put in our heart.. we put in our time.. we put in almost our everything.. just to learn.. but when we were just starting to get to know it.. it's showing how it's so distant from us.. so near.. yet so far.. so why do we dance?
it's a world of its own.. it's a world for those who are daring to step into it.. and giving us a little space of our own to free our soul.. those who are not familiar with it just claim that we are crazy.. crazy enough to be crazy about it.. they reject us.. deemed us as being 'fantasy'.. with so many objection from the reality.. so why do we dance?
it's very tough in life to find someone to have the same interests as yourself and to encourage each other during the encounters of difficulty.. because only dancers can understand dancers’ pain.. as well as joy..
dance is cruel.. however.. it's kind too.. for bringing you all the glory you can have in the world as you've shown that you have the artistic elements in you.. not in your hands.. not in your brain.. but in you.. the whole of you.. and everything of you..
for the sake of our short moment of being a bright star on the stage.. being rejected is inevitable.. but when they see a star with a familiar face.. they'll be happy for us.. they'll feel the joy with us.. and they'll understand more about us.. about how much we wanted to be dedicated in dance..
even though our world is deemed as 'fantasy' by many.. reality will not exist without the existence of fantasy.. they goes hand in hand.. just like when there's long.. there's short.. when there's hard.. there's soft.. neither of them are bad nor good.. and either of them can be bad or good..
performance marks the end of a chapter.. not the end of a story.. we will continue the story.. and hopefully it doesn't become a history.. at least not during our living days..
spices are bad when it's too much.. so we are really tough when dance spices up our life so much..
