The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]

I don't think I'll make it.

For some reason I can't learn to dance,
Just thinking about the performance...
The fear of performing in public takes away my peace,
It takes away the price of dancing.

It's the first time in years,
I really see a life without you,
The first time I lost my hopes and fears,
Because I feel out of you.

I don't know why you've been doing this to me all this time,
It's not just that you don't care about me, it's that you let me try,
Making me feel useless for not achieving it, a shame,
When in reality I think that even if I made it, you didn't want to be with me, so why cry?

Even if I was the best version of myself, you wouldn't, you couldn't, it wouldn't work.