The weight of capitalism
Enforcing society’s expectations
On this space
Stops me from feeling free
Without alcohol to blind me
I am fully aware of this bondage
I feel its pressure
Preventing my head from turning
To peer into your face

I can’t start dancing with you
When your embrace
Means a cage
And the thing I spend my life chasing
Is feeling free

I try to forget the atmosphere
And think about our movements
As a conversation
I become curious
How your body
Might answer mine

But this room is so tilted
In favor of men
And their wallets
I can’t help but suspect
Advantage will be taken
Of any opening I give
And I’m not yet strong enough
To detangle
The implanted social rules
In my brain
Once I let you have
A little power
I will cower in respect for it

Better to let
This beat alone
Take control of my body
And let my soul soar
Without the chance
Of getting twisted up
In another’s beauty or prison