Uncertain
I don't know who I am
I don't know what I'll do
I don't know where to go
My doors are opening
But I'm not ready
I'm not ready to go
I still need Mom and Dad
I still need Mom to tuck me in
And sing me lullabies
I still need Dad to take me on drives
When I'm upset
I slam my doors shut
Slide against them
Lean my head against them
Hoping it will stay there
I stay In my 5 year old state of mind
I stay in my disguise
I don't want to leave
I want to stay
The doors are opening
Slowly but surely
I'm still not ready
I resist furiously
But they keep opening
The light is flooding in
I hate it
It's so different from what I expected
To happen when I was ready
There was no glamour
No magic
I'm so behind
Everyone else is out
About and moving
Already on their own
And me, I'm still not ready
The doors had opened
I wasn't ready
I didn't want to leave
Now I'm behind