The pattering of little feet
become the heavy foot steps of full grown adults but yet still following after one another
the soft vocals of a young girl
become the strong words of a boisterous woman
Silence Please
even in silence there's always voices
"speak up and tell them how you feel" they say
"speak out and be you" they say
Silence Please
Silence Please
let me become of my own person if I may
Silence please
I will determine my luck
my foot steps will leave prints as I step into woman hood
I am not a child anymore
I can speak for myself
So Silence Please