i wore my dress

but so did she

and i danced

but she danced better



and i thought that maybe if

given the chance

i could dance a

different dance

or if my life weren't such

a mess

i'd have worn another

dress

but why should i change

to keep you around

and what good is silence

when there could be sound

to be someone else

is a hard thing to do

if i didn't have myself

what could i give you



and if god really loved me

like you said he did

he would never punish me

just for being a kid



so my dress might not have been

short enough

and maybe i danced

too slow

but that's no reason to put me down

no reason to let me go