It's Time
As my days go fast before me ,
And my dreams are all brand new.
It's time to go out and explore,
what seems only to be mastered by few.
As time moves close to leaving the nest,
I can hear my mothers words "Life will always be a Test".
Never give up, never give in and never forget who you are,
Who I am and where I'm going really seems to be so far.
It's time, I know to stand tall and really be me,
It's time to give this world what they haven't been able to see.
Because it's now that I need to make my mark,
Most important of all is that I make a great start.
A start that will never be forgotten,
Even, long after I'm not thought of often.
A mark on the world, would'nt that be so fun,
To take off and soar is to forever and ever run.
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