I'm scared to fall down once more, To seek a favor and to be denied, To fight a battle and lose and hide. To let go of the ones who were never there, And find new friends from elsewhere. To let go of the reigns of an old warm dream, And to weave a magical one with a gleam.
To climb a tree without the fear of falling down, To do a ballet smiling and happy in a pink gown. To walk out alone without hair raising up, And bring home that dear homeless pup. To laugh out loud as others watch me bare, To dress up and hop to parties and fair.
I tell myself to be not terrified, To try out these wonderful things in a stride, And smile as I caress the flowers by the wayside.
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