Don’t call me mister
I’m not ready for professional things
Or so it seems
That’s my theme
And all that it brings
I take it lightly
Feeling mighty
But instead I’m unsightly
And unclean
That’s the thing
Responsibility, man
I cannot call myself one until I know that I can
Stand
Up to the criticism from my fellow peers
Uncomfortable, yes, and though it might take years
To overcome my fears
And my burning ears
What I gain will be plain
With little need to explain
I take my place in the world
Make some calm in the swirl
Might even find me a girl
Who respects me as much
as I respect her
So if she calls me sir
I decide I concur.