To Each...

Only for a night
she had to shine
like a little star.
She was dressed to impress
anybody who got close to her.
Young goddess of the dancefloor,
stealing hearts with
only a little smile.
What a way to live!
Some try to fill
their mortal souls,
with a little more substancial,
like some kind of belief
to kept the heart awake.
But other choose
to drown their sorrows
in a sea of plastic glitters.
To each, their own way to survive...