The pains of Being the "baby" no matter what you do.
So this is it
The moment I waited for
The question is it worth it
The answer yes and no
Yes, I’m free to do as I want
Free to be truly me
To be entirely care free
No. I’m very alone
no one to talk to
Or share my thoughts with
But overall things are good
My life in my own hands
Relying on myself alone
Learning what life is about
I needed this
To allow myself space to grow
I mean grow up
No I’m still their baby girl
But in myself
A woman grown up
And holding her own
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