The light shows brightly
through my darkened eyes
if anyone ever knew
this pain i bear inside
twirling around in my tutu
doing echappes and piorettes
to hide the pain im going through
but you can still see it through my darkened siloette
a ballerina at heart
in the studio I belong
to shelter me from this cold world
and shelter my heart from wrong
they don't understand
that this is where the pain is
my life is at hand
and still i just dance
because no matter what i'm going through
i just can't make them understand
this heart of mine can't be sheltered
from people with scissors in their hands
so i'll dance for them and make them laugh
but inside i want to die
nobody knows this ballerina
is secretly crying inside
