I know that you have a hard time accepting that I’m grown,
But it is time for me to start doing things on my own.
The problem isn’t between me and you,
It’s just how quickly time flew.
If I had the chance, I would flip the hourglass
So that our time together could forever last.
Sadly, it is out of my control, but rather than sit by,
Allow me to grab the wheel, even if it means goodbye.
Just write “Bye” by Mom.
So that when the time comes, I can say “Bye bye Mom.”
Growing up is something we can’t change,
Isn’t that strange?
Time is the one thing that doesn’t care who you are,
Even if you are a celebrity star.
Hurting you is the last thing I meant to do,
But it is affecting me too.
I see it in your eyes,
That you know it is time for goodbyes.
My experience will help build my character,
And my choices will help me hereafter.
This chance will help me shape myself.
Sitting here is like collecting dust on a shelf.
When you look at me,
I may not be the little girl I used to be.
There is one thing that will always be the same,
Despite life’s silly game.
You will always be my mom, this is true,
And that will never change, even if I grew.
It’s time for me to create my own destiny,
It is no longer a “we.”
I need to start taking chances,
I am tired of your judgmental glances.
I wish we could have more time,
The fact that life is so fast should be a crime.
In life, I should be able to control everything,
It should all be my choosing.
This one time I wish I had control,
But all I can do is let the dice roll.
I am taking a chance leaving,
But it is time for my story to start weaving.
All my choices, good or bad, won’t alter the time we had.
I am standing on my launching pad.
It is written in my skin like dye,
That one day I must die
When the final minute is about to strike,
I hope I’ll see memories I like,
As my world flashes by,
Within a blink of an eye.
You will always be a part of me,
Fate will let it be.