where boys change their names
so your friends don’t know
his name is something stupid and
he’s not someone you should grind on

where you’re reminded you 
don’t quite fit in the circle 
and no matter how hard your hips move
room won’t be made for you

where you think you can 
understand why some people
drown out the life in their head
with clubs pounding with bass and tequila 

where you stand still for a
very long while
and slowly forgive yourself 
for not wanting to dance