if you really knew me... -m

if you really knew me,
you'd know that sometimes
a song can make me new.

I'm another teenage girl.
I dream too big.
I live in my dance studio.
You'd know that I have been a bitch.
I am not one for confrentations.
But, I'm not afraid to fight.
I know what to fight for,
and when to back down.

You'd also know that I sing.
I sing, and I sing and I sing.
You'd know that I am not a perfect dancer.
My leg isn't to me ear;
my spilt still needs working.
But, you'd also know, I am a turner.
I have beautful feet that pointe easily.
And I have stage presence.

If you knew me, you'd know that
I am a postive girl.
I smile every day.
Tears don't come easily to me.
But, when they do come,
only does a few fall.
That I don't open up easily.
I hate burdening others with my feelings.

If you knew me, you'd know about my
crazy dreams.
They normally include the glee cast,
and another musical (which is currently
American idiot...)
and my friends and I meet them.
Or we act, and sing and dance.

If you really knew me, you'd know
that me dreams in my head, reflect my reality dreams.
I am at home on a stage.
Totally, and perfectly at home.

If you knew me, you'd relieze
that I am not perfect.
I do not have a body that I am
in love with.
I know I have a beautiful body,
but I lack a tiny waist,
and hips.
But that's fine.

Because, if you knew me,
you'd know I'm proud of
me.

And, that's all that matters.