You say you don't want me to choke
So you attempt to clear the smoke
But you end up with more than what's fair
Leaving me to wonder, how can I breathe without air
The space that I'm in, you think is too much
You worry about me losing my way and such
All the extra space you want to remove
But you put me in a room with no space to move
All you want is to makes things easier
But I wish you'd just stop making me dizzier
Let me make mistakes as I live
Go easy on the advice that you give
I'm still young and I'm still learning
It might take a while before I'm flying
I respect your opinion and perspective
But please let me speak and be active
I've got to learn to stand on my own
Without the constant ringing of my phone
To speak using my voice
To make my own choice
I appreciate your thoughts and concern
Just know that I'll always return
To ask for help when I can no longer do it alone
But first, let me try this on my own
