Strong, wise, and tall
I see myself in charge
No one will dare call me small...
My vision changes daily
The shifting of goals
Constantly evolving,
Constantly changing roles.
When I grow up,
Will I be popular and pretty,
Or perhaps the unblossomed nerd,
Will I be worthy and witty?
Who will fill these shoes
Walk a path in my name
Speak the words I may soon forget
And take on my rise to fame?
When I grow up,
Will I be comfortable how I behave?
When childhood has disappeared,
Will I have learned to be brave?
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