Ballet princess
New experience
Trying out the exotic in the safety of the ghetto
Community center
Paper thin, transparent even, tiny frizzy haired damaged goods
Take a spot to line up, dear ones.
Timid teeny tiny steps to the line
Amid teeny tiny dancers more experienced by time
Not there! This is my spot. Move!
Now crumble
Now cry the ugly cry
The walls have been breeched, and tiny one begs escape
To the false maternal arms
Those weapons in disguise
Run away tiny broken
Put ballet away
Don't look back
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