Solo/What I was made for

So i had a solo in a dance yesterday. it was only eight counts, but it was still cool.

so i had been feeling like day-old crap since saturday night at about 11, i was at the back of the auditorium waiting to go down the aisles for what we needed to do, and i still felt like crap. i so did not want to worship. finally i just said "Ok, God, I have to do this. You're worthy and i'm gonna put everything behind me and praise you." that's when it started getting better. but when i was on stage, i still felt a little low. then i saw two of my friends who i ddn't think were going to be there in the audience. that helped too. but then i started my solo. as soon as i started dancing it, the weight was gone. completely gone. i even fudged what i had choreographed a little... but no one knew that.

that is what i was made for. i was made to dance. i am a dancer. that is all there is to it.