A Crystal…dance

I’m dancing on the broken glass,
And would you like to hear:
I do it just because I must.
Imagine crystal sphere.

It was a ball, like shining star,
I danced with it all time.
But one wrong step – the flash so far…
And only splinters – hi…

You ask, what was this ball in fact,
The answer is so strange.
It was my Soul, it was perfect
And nothing here to change…

I’m dancing on this broken glass,
And now you know the end:
I do it just because I must.
Here’s nothing to demand!