Heavy blades that are tighten on your feet,
two laces to tie, one strap, and one buckle.
Sliding on the floor, hearing a sick beat,
seeing you families and friends fall makes you chuckle.
Sliding and dancing like there’s no tomorrow;
feels like you’re flying.
Leaving behind all your sorrow;
hearing people falling and crying.
Speeding pass people;
feeling the wind on your face.
Even though you’re a little cripple,
just sliding through like it’s a race.
Time passes by so fast, it’s time to say bye to the