Monotonous dancing

It's like life
is a sea of blue,
a monotone of nothingness
& there is no
one watching when
the blue fades &
I find something out there
to make me dance.

Sometimes, there is
freedom in second best;
there is no one to
watch you smile
after you've freed
yourself from their
clutches. But
you can still
feel the
happiness.

So, for now,
I'll skip & spin in
circles & leave
fingerprints
on everything
because I'm glad
that even with
my messed up
memories,

there's still me

stuck in myself,
while they watch
me dance from
a bleaker world.