I don't wanna dance
This is a new poem I wrote, inspired by my dear friend, Yoke Peng. She is a very nice girl who has gone through a lot recently. This poem is not for her, but for the weakness of mankind. We all try to justify ourselves and play "nice guy" and avoid the true point of things.
I don’t wanna dance
I don’t wanna dance
It’s not that I can’t
It’s not you either
But the clothes that you wear
And you carry an air
No! It’s not you
It’s the lights and blaring sounds
It’s not that I can’t
But I just don’t wanna dance
With you