I reassure you that
I'm not a little boy anymore
I don't need you to hold my hand
I possess knowledge of right and wrong
I trust your parenting techniques
I believe you raised me right
You didn't raise a naive fool
You raised a man
Which is what I am
So don't worry mama
I know that I'm somebody
I'm aware that I'm a staple in society
God is my validation
You taught me that remember?
Even at my ugliest you beautified me
Told me it was okay
After disciplining me of course
Now I comprehend my own mistakes
I don't need your rod to direct me
Even though I appreciate it very much
I'm grateful for everything you've instilled in me
But I'll be fine mama I promise
Give me space to live my life accordingly
Allow me room to become myself
Let me show you the fruits of your labor
I need growth I want freedom
Please mama it's all I ever wanted
I mean I am eighteen now mama