Young No Longer
Before I knew it, it was over.
Done
Sun had set and the tears had run
Caps were thrown and the audience had sung
It was over and my race was won.
Family had left and house quiet
I tried to tip-toed as much as I could
I did not want to start a riot
I cried my heart out
Not knowing what happens next,
I felt as if I was playing chess
Mother said "Speak up, speak up child. For they know not what you know.
You are the only one, that knows where to go."
I agreed with mother, but I did not know before
That I had the keys to my own door.
I packed my bags
I was getting ready, for I knew it had begun
My life was just starting and I still knew none
But I knew the search was done,
The tears had run
The song was sung
My heart was not hung.
For I am me, the one
That had the keys to my door that had just swung
Open.
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