I have probably written 3 poems in my life. So be kind. :))
The room is bright as the night is stark
And I dance and twirl in an empty space
in front of windows deep and dark.
You are out there with eyes on me
But I will not stop or slow down
I'll keep spinning round and round.
I am ashamed of what I betray
Of what you see and what you know
It frightens me to think what you might say
But my dance is not for show.
The spectacle is yours because you watch
And I have no where else to go.