Balls bouncing ’round my head

Standard

Balls bouncing ’round my head

While hearing mother tongues

Was not what I expected

Before this process had begun

Now I can feel my mass

Sinking into the ground

As I stride about the class

And shift my weight around

Who would have guessed that I’d see space

While staring at the floor

And struggling to keep pace

With words I’d never heard before

Though it can be hard and not make sense, I know that I’ll be fine

Because I know the dance I dance isn’t only mine