O.o

it's funny how, sometimes, reality is a reflection of.. well, reality.

the underdogs maybe stealing the glory
or the key thespian could have fallen off the stage..

but there are always those lunatics in the sidelines, dancing for no discernible reason

sometimes it's almost like the only people who're going to win?
aren't in it to win at all.

the only people who find the point,
don't know there is one.
the only people who are magnificent..
barely even know what it means.

those lunatics in the sidelines who're always dancing for no apparent reason.

something rehearsed,
something spontaneous.
someone falls,
someone turns a cartwheel.
who cares?
as long as there's dancing.

and then, finally, there's triumph.

those bloody lunatics in the sidelines - dancing away for reasons little known to anyone but them..

[Since I was asked by more than one person.. I put the comments option back. Now use it, bitches. =) ]