Botched.

A tail tale of loss, a life left in disdain.

Amidst the wreckage, she finds her way,

A soul adrift, seeking solace each day.

Through the scars that mar her fragile frame,

She carries the weight, a burden she can't tame.

In the mirror's reflection, she sees her plight,

A distorted image, haunting sight~

Yet, in her eyes, a glimmer of hope,

A flicker of resilience, a way to cope.

Society's standards, they weigh her down,

Judging her worth by her outward crown.

But deep within, a storm rages on,

A tempest of emotions, a battle long gone.

Each botched step, takes a reminder of pain~

A wound that lingers, a permanent stain.

In her brokenness, she finds her voice,

A testament to strength, a reason to rejoice.

Let us mourn, for this girl so forlorn,

Whose dreams were shattered, her spirit torn.

For in her sorrow, a lesson we find,

To cherish the beauty that lies behind.

In the tapestry of life, we all bear scars,

Reminders of battles fought, both near and far.

So let us embrace our botched existence,

And find this solace in our shared resilience.

For in the depths of pain, we find our grace,

A bittersweet melody, a haunting embrace.

And though her story may be filled with woe,

Her spirit endures, forever aglow~

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Authors notes:

I watched this dance on YouTube from the tv show 'Dance moms", the dance was called 'Botched' and I took inspiration from the story that was being performed.