Wrong Music

 'Gotta turn the world into your dancefloor’ ~ Lemonade mouth

I chose the wrong music. Or did I learn the wrong dance moves?  

I’m off beat, non-synchronous,

tripping over my feet,  

It is hard to focus.

My muscles?

Cramped!

No coordination.  

Impulses in my nerves are halted by a short circuit at the synapses.  

It’s hard to connect thoughts,

to understand the rhythm,

to immerse myself in the music.  

It is tasking to let myself flow freely in the tides of the melody.  

The harmony of all organs and body parts involved is disastrous.

Simply incongruous.

I learnt the wrong dance steps. Or did I choose the wrong music?  

It doesn’t come across as easy to do.  

It seems like a laborious craft.  

The music is unappealing,  

The dance steps are far from fascinating. 

I am not dedicated,  

My will to continue is faltering.  

Pain is evident in my muscles and my feet are sore.  

Joints are worn and the heart is bereft of any interest.   

Is it too late to make a change?  

Do I need to dedicate more and work harder?  

Does this need special attention?  

Well, I do not know

And I need to know. 

Was the wrong music chosen? Or the wrong dance learnt?  

Did I cut the coat according to my cloth?  

When I see others and their glory as it shines when they dance,  

I cannot help but wonder;  

"Do I know how to dance? " 

And "Did I choose the wrong path? ".

Nothing comes natural and skill is lacking.