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My New Dwelling


A moment in time goes by Quick like a whip In the day, or perhaps at night Kind of swift like a flip There's this change in the air I remember it was so hot I walked on campus, it just wasn't fair Mom was at home, I was not The city was new, though not so new smelling But I'd come to realize this'd be my new dwelling It was tough to swallow, even after years of prep Tomorrow had come, I had finally leapt No longer the little girl afraid of bills But a young woman refusing to stand still So I unfroze from this wonder, and stepped through the door I pushed away my fear, ready for my tour I no longer dreamed a child's dream And it's harder than it seems To walk the walk, make those dreams come true It was a breath of a moment, but so very long too The realization that things would never be the same Life was no longer a game It was time to put on my big-girl pants, take charge of my future Leave behind the notion that tomorrow was still far away It's time to tell my ma I love her And to have my own place to stay And while so very scary, it doesn't matter to me Because being an adult means letting go of childish fears and being free I'll never be the same, and that's okay That's what growing up is about You can say in with a whisper or say it with a shout So my moment was small, and gone in an instant, but had all the meaning in the world
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