Walking between the lines of what is real and what is a fantasy.
All that I want, all that I have, and all I want to be.
Somewhere in my heart I know that truth but it stays hidden,
beneath the lines.

Life is a dance, and one that I have somehow never seem to learn.
The wrong rhythm, the wrong step, always the wrong turn.
Can you teach me this dance? Teach me to see,
beyond the lines.

So here lies my heart, in a world within and yet without.
Always searching, always yearning, always in doubt.
Will you be there to catch me if I step out,
from between the lines? ~ Jennifer Renee