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Nineteen, your up next in my story 
The anticipation, the fear, the wonder of what will be written on your pages 
Is almost too much to bear. 
Nineteen, this is dawning on me all the sudden 
Should I feel older?  
While  constantly being told to enjoy my youth  
Nineteen, please wait, hold on and give me some more time
Your both what I eagerly await and what I wish to escape. 
Nineteen, your my symphony with no orchestra 
I’ll unravel you piece by piece, play you instrument by instrument 
You belong to my future but you exist right here in my presence 
I’ll search for ideas, tales of heroin women who’ve come before me on the tv screen 
While I daydream about who I might be at nineteen 
Will eighteen say goodbye? Wish me farewell 
Or vanish, without a hey, everything will be okay.  
Nineteen, please don’t rip my girlhood out from underneath me 
I’m still only a leaf hanging off a branch waiting to become a tree 
Be kind, Be gentle. Im fragile and I’m sentimental 
Nineteen, this is potential 
A greatness you only know can exist because it hasn’t been born yet
Waiting at the cusp of my innocent hands 
I’ll handle you with upmost care and respect in which you demand 
Because Nineteen, I do believe your a privilege  
What I get to experience with you now 
Leading me through a lifetime of learnings, it will lend its truth to me.
When the time comes
Nineteen, you will show me the way 
When I knock on your doors 
Let me in slowly 
Embrace me, Captivate me with your elegance  
In a way that screams 
Nineteen.. this is the best year I’m gonna have yet.

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