The dance is a time to let go
It's a time to let your friends know
You wouldn't be anywhere but here tonight
Forget all the rumours, forget that fight

Just dance away your troubles
During the slowdance, watch the couples
And if anybody asks you...
Phew!

Dance with girls and dance with boys
Dance with Janes and dance with Troys
Dance with whoever comes your way
Dance with your teacher, hey hey!

When your favorite song comes on
Do not hesitate to sing along
Everyone else is doing it too
So just cut loose, it's true

Eat some cake, drink some Sprite
But the party won't last all night
So get back in and jump around
'Till your feet shake the ground

Laugh off all your bad dancing
Laugh at all the bizzare prancing
Laugh at the tension in the air
When you slowdance as a dare

For the photos, smile
These memories will last a while
The strobe lights and the glittery dresses
Short hair and hairsprayed tresses

When it's time to leave the fun
Look back at the dancefloor, everyone
Remember what happened, what put you in a trance
At this very special middle school dance.

It was kind of sudden...
I'm not really sure...
If a boy should ask you to slowdance
During the song, or before

This boy asked me
During the song
And to be honest
I think I did it wrong!

It was kind of awkward
To tell you the truth
Looking over his shoulder
Was quite uncouth!

My hands draped on his shoulders
In a very weird way
As soon as our slowdance started
I'm sure he wanted to get away!

But as we were spinning round and round
I thought, maybe this isn't so bad
And when my brother saw me dancing
I didn't even get mad

I saw my friends winking at me
From the corners of the room
And suddenly, it seemed
The end was coming soon

So I savoured those last moments
Of that slowdance, that is true
And to the boy who danced with me...
Thank you.

When someone talks to us,
we listen, we don't leave,
not even if we wanted to.

Why?
Because it's rude, 
and whatever someone might say,
might be important.

So what about when we rush inside,
when the wind is cold and it swishes by?
Why don't we stay for a while,
why don't we listen to it for once?

For nature might want to say something important,
and we just leave!
We hide from it!

There might be a point in the coldness,
but listen to me, 
listen the wind,
to the nature,
and concentrate on making your body warm, 
while you listen to it, at least for a WHILE.

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It's haunting me again,
this painfulness of lonliness,
it's this cloud that surrounds,
that just sinks me into sadness.

I have lot's of good friends at school,
But lot's of them don't wait,
to go to classes, or to talk,
I'm sure it's not a mistake.

For the first time I cannot express my feelings,
For the first time you won't understand,
"I do wait for you!" you'll say,
and this'll make me sad. 

At break I'm alone outside,
at lunch the table's silent,
only afterschool I feel better,
but I still feel isolated.

"Why am I invisible?" I ask,
"You're not" they will respond,
but deep deep deep inside my heart,
I don't even exist.

That's why this random cloud,
this random cloud of darkness,
is swishing here, and there,
surrounding me wherever I go.

It sinks me into this mess,
of problems that don't exist,
that I invent,
And I eventually feel depressed.

Why am I writing this?
Why am I writing random words?
But again, I still have this random invisible cloud,
following me wherever I go.