When you’re living on thin ice

Everything you do must be done thrice

When it’s good it’s great, but just you wait

If you’re not perfect, your life is at stake

Don’t believe what you are told,

The gas stove is lit, the flame so bold

Fire melts ice, you must put the flame out

Go with the flow, and don’t you dare shout

It doesn’t matter the things you do,

She will never pardon you

Every right turns into a wrong,

It’s so hard to feel strong

When all you hear are hateful words

And all the days, they start to blur

If you don’t move, the ice will break

Can’t afford to make a mistake

It’s broken before, the water so freezing

Even when you fell under, she was still teasing

Ask for help with no answer,

Maybe you’re meant to be a dancer

Dance around the swinging moods,

And do the things she says to do

Calculated, like ballet

My feet hurt, but what can I say?

Pirouette around the stage,

Preforming for a place to stay

Can’t stop skating, must stay warm

What does it feel like not to conform?

The air is brittle, skin is dry

Hail shoots down from the sky

What she wields feels like a knife

Just like the runner that’s saving your life

But this you deserve, or so she says

Her screams and slaps ringing in your head

The things she does are never nice,

And so, you learned to skate on ice.