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The Younger Version of Me
The younger version of me always knew what to do
She was the first in Kindergarten to tie her shoe
She always seemed to have it together
Had plenty of friends to play with her
She knew things then that I somehow forgot
Little Dayna had a thing for the future
Life couldn’t go any smoother
She had her whole life planned out
All I had to do was be devout
Little Dayna first wanted to be a mommy
She carried around a little dolly
She followed her mom around and told her “I want to be just like you”
Her mom thought she was cute
Then other role models came into play
And she wanted to be a barista one day
Good thing that dream didn’t last
Referring back to her old ways
Little Dayna wanted to be a teacher one day
Just like mom she thought
This stuck for a while
What would it be like if I taught?
Career was only one of the things little Dayna dreamed of
Oh, she could not wait to be in love
That was all she could think about since before pre K
Little Dayna definitely wanted a husband someday
Little Dayna wanted to grow up
Life was so tough
She couldn't do anything a big person did
She hated being a little kid
Little Dayna dreamed of driving, parties, boyfriends galore
She dreamed of high school, prom, staying up later, and much more
Well big Dayna is here now
And I can tell Little Dayna what
Life is nothing like we imagined it years before
We had it all planned out, didn't we?
We would be a mom, a barista, a teacher and much more
We would be popular, cool, and have the time of our lives in high school
It's not like that you see?
School is hard, it's not all about popularity
Why did you wish your childhood away little Dayna?
Why would you do this to me?
I thought we were on the same page. On the same team.
You wished away my happiness
How could you do that to me?
You know how happy we used to be
College is coming soon
I’ll be a senior in June
I’m not ready yet, I need more time
Wishing your innocence away should be considered a crime
I wish I could go back and tell you to slow down
Enjoy it while it lasts
Because turning 16 came way to fast
“Where are you going?”
“What do you want to be?”
Is all I hear nowadays
If I am going to suffer through this
I’m dragging you down with me!
You were all put together Little Dayna
You seemed to have all the answers.
Well what now?
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