I often get told that I seem mature.
But I'm still a kid, so it gives me a bit of an edge.
It isn't strange for me to look so cute.
When I put on my heels, it is a perfect fit.
Now, follow your heart and dance to the music.
It's important to face the challenge, so turn the switch to that one scene.
As the years go by, I'll stay as I am, wearing all my best clothes.
I'll dance proudly as I convey to you my feelings.
Let it burn hotter and I'll step onto the floor letting my lace swing above.
Everyday's a brand new world- that's right it's show time!
I may act spoiled sometimes, but isn't that just fine?
When I'm on the stage, I can do anything I want.
The moment for me to scream and shout is waiting.
Tip tap tip tap tap, feel the passion.
The rhythm holds the heat.
Tip tap tip tap tap, raise the tension.
The tap holds the beat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem