Adolescence is behind me, I teeter in limbo
Neither girl, nor quite woman
Who was I? And who have I become?
I look behind at the memories, the faces seen with teenage eyes
Eyes of a child, lost forever, and now, my in-between years passed and gone
I still remember, at least for now, the essence of what it is to be young
I am still young, and yet I am a Lady
Beautiful womanliness covering my body
Curves and twists, hair and makeup
Yes, I am a sexual being
I have power over this mortal dwelling and I love it
I have feelings I can share;
I can scream if I want to, but I don�t have to
This is the joy of being me, of being human, of being, of BEING!
With a final sigh, I pause for a moment of silence
I mourn the last days of my adolescence, but only briefly
With a swell of energy, of anticipation, of exaltation,
I plunge into Womanhood, immersing myself in femininity
I emerge with clear thoughts
Relaxation takes over
I feel whole for the first time
I have found my place
The eve of one�s destruction gives way to the Morning of her rebirth
Here I stand at the beginning of a new life
Joy in my heart and Love in my hands