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All around, joy and lights.
The music too loud, the lamps to bright.
But everyone is happy, all is good.
There is just one small thing.
It's a terrible pity I can't join in.
I can't enjoy the dance and delight
Because no boy had to fight
For my consent to join in on the fun.
In fact, no boy asked me at all.
Why can't I be the princess that goes to the ball?
Why can't I be the one that makes the men steer
In my direction, shouldn't I be given the chance
To have just one heartfelt slow dance?
And while the boys take all their dates home,
I sit on the bench, sad and alone.