For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Cause now I can begin again....
yes, now I can I guess...
as the days pass.. little by little my memory unfolds...
and all of a sudden I recall my first performance
at the age of 5, I was dancing to the Malay folk song, a
rubber tapper girl, with my 2 pails on a wooden stick...
then it was at the age of 10 to the musical "Oklahoma"
then in a few more pantomimes, bits and pieces here and there....
was there the passion then? dancing as a young adult in my Jazz classes
the heat of Fame, the movie and flash dance...
yes, there was, I guess it was snuffed out,
now at 43, I guess I can begin again...
