New To Me

Tightly wrapped in this place
I wait for my time to come
I wonder if I'll see her face
As her heart beats like a drum

I struggle n' try to get away
And begin my brand new life
I can't help but wonder what they'll say
Expectations aren't too high...

What will I grow to be?
Will this new time be rough?
What will they think of me?
I wonder if I'll be enough

At last I see her; and I am not alarmed
I'm in her embrace; and in my mommy's arms

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