Showing off your misleading ways.
The stride in your walk,
The courage in your strut,
Describes your true coward sides.
Your waltz, you think perfect
Because you have companions to turn astray
While you turn away
Simply to hide your feet of clutz.
Good actor you say?
Your chin almost as high
As your worn heels
Like you could pretend to dance forever
Please, your secret was hardly spun,
Hidden almost as well as your pride
The dress may show off you
But only in time
Will we all see,
The true you,
Congrats for the time being,