MY TIME
Scholarship Slam.
Glow-up, Grow Up.
Here we go.
Young, so young,
Learning to crawl and talk,
Finally able to walk.
Mother, Moth-er,
Encouraging, nurturing Mother.
Middle school, high school, why so tough,
At times I cried,
I wanted to hide.
Boop-ditty boop-beep-dap-boop.
Moth-er. Oh Mother, you were right,
You were right.
Words of wisdom shared.
Stay strong and fight,
Stay true to my light,
Be MY person, always MY person.
Glow-up, Grow up.
Finally true to myself.
See me shine, now I will define.
World…it’s MY time.
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