Please Mom Donot Tell Me

Please Mom, do not tell me how I should feel,
I am hurt and I feel it;
Please Mom, do not tell me how to do I,
For in my heart I know what is right;
Please Mom, let me age,
Do not hold me back; the world is waiting for me;
My Barbies have dust on them; my pink dresses are too small,
My bed time stories are ages ago;
I know it is hard Mom,
But I am spreading my wings;
Please Mom, let me face the world,
For that is what you raised me for;
I am not scared Mom, but, Mom do not forget I am still your little girl.