I Just Want to Dance

I start to give in and my mind surges with refusal.My dark thoughts will plant seeds in my soul but then... A feeling of strength uproots them. I will not give in. This feeling won't let me. It pushes me to strive. What is this feeling? It's magnitude is indescribable. It wells up from the deep recesses of my soul. It allows me to imagine myself in light. In a place for all eyes to see. It shows me glimpses of a life that could be mine. What is this feeling? Some call it dreaming... I call it passion.