We Are Dancers

Hey Broheems! Seeing as it is the holidays and many of you have nothing to do - (believe me I was in your position a few days ago), I utilised my time by...

Haha, why did I do it I hear you ask? I just don't know.

Hello.

A blank page,

A reflection of my memories

For the good ones are lost,

Only to be rediscovered on this white, ruled canvas.

My days are ridged again.

A fear that my entity will collapse into time.

My goals are set, my path is paved.

My refusal to accept my potential.

My name is Rabia.

And I am on the brink of being lost.