My Debut
I’m going somewhere new,
somewhere by myself,
and I feel as if I’m preparing
for my debut at a ball.
I’m mentally preparing to sit at the side,
unfamiliar and ignored,
but I can’t help hoping
that maybe I can be the belle
and have the happiest time of my life.
I don’t need to meet Prince Charming
for my very first dance,
but I’m excited at the possibility
of meeting him there.
I can’t stay here
waiting for something to change,
so I’m taking the reins
to move my life in another direction.
I’ll dance and turn strangers into friends,
staying as long as I continue to enjoy the party.
but if the music starts to sound the same
and the lights start to fade,
my party will end,
and the decision to stay or start over
will visit me again.
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