Presenting

Yes, these are the years I've been waiting for,
The reason my beaming head came crowning through my mother on August 15th.

I've been waiting for the hormones to stop raging
The acne to disappear from my face

I wanted all my womanly curves to come in,
My face to age in.

I needed my walk to be a little more catty
My eyes a little more sultry.

I wanted to know my definite waist size
My definite bra size.

I've been looking for a stable place to stand
A stable place to step.

I need to know that you are looking,
That your eyes are fixed on me.

I want the eyes of your mother,
The attention of your father from the grave

Are you ready?

Presenting Seven!Teen!Years! In the making!

And now for the show,
Action!

I don't need you anymore.