What am I supposed to do? (A poem)
A whole new world A whole new sea People tell me what to do People tell me what to be I suppose that's fine Cause I really don't know What to do either I just go with the flow Time seems to move faster Mondays, Sundays, then suddenly Monday again I don't like that but why does it matter? Like time cares about my opinion! My life seems to be getting better And worse at the same time I am dancing on a soapy floor Underneath a pitch black sky... What am I supposed to do Once the training wheels are off? There's this sense of impending doom I just can't seem to shake off. I know I just rhymed a word with the same word What am I to do - I'm just a little girl! But soon I'll be let go into the wild. And I'm scared to lose my inner child. I'm scared, that's plain to see. I've got a manual in a language I can't read. There's a door but I don't have the keys. I see a path and don't where it leads. I can't believe it's here so ...
