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NOT YET A WOMAN

*Found this piece of work in a very old diary*

In the transitional stage of growing up from a girl to a woman,

I am still struggling to get my very own moment.

What is this deep unfathomed sea of emotion in me?

I dive in deep in search of the depth of the deeper meaning in me.

The rules and customs have chained my feet to the ground,

I wait for the stance to make myself proud.

I vow to endure the pain with grace,

Someday I want my light to beckon and ace.

I vow to soar the sky not cry,

I vow to spread my wings not sigh.

Some days I try to accelerate my pace, to get over this phase.

Some days I burn like a firefly with passion,

Rest days I dwell into an unknown state of compassion.

In the on-going process of self acceptance,

I am trying to understand this emerging absence.

Some days I wonder what am I destined to be?

Some days i wonder what the fate has in store for me.

In the transition from going yo from a girl to a woman,

I want to explore, grow, reach the highest peak and be human.