Surrounded by immature teenagers,
I'm stuck within my inner world full of mature thoughts.
If this is how the next year and a half will be,
Then it'll be my own secret.
Desiring for sweet dreams in eternal resting,
My dream will soon end by waking up one more time.
Waking up to a world that I'm alive.
The light soothes my eyes rather than hurt them.
Yale awaits for me right now
And the Bachelor's is waiting to give another child to me.
Chris is waiting to put the ring on my finger
And the life with him awaits for me.
So many things were dropped from my hands,
But I'm not going to lower myself to pick them up
Only to have them fall out of my hands again.
What I have I need to lose some.
This goodbye to all of the past
And hello to the future me.
Even though I'll be a Ms. soon,
I'm going to enjoy being a Miss.