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To some I am a brother
Both good and sometimes bad
to mum I am a son to love
I hate it when she’s sad
to god I am rebel
With lessons left to learn
To Satan I’m a bad boy
The sort he’d like to burn
to dad I was a wayward son
A girl in every town
to most of then a disappointment
Cos I never settled down
to my sister I’m a mystery
But she loves me just the same
my cousin she just feels upset
When I don’t call her name
to work I am just diligent
And do the best I can
to colleagues I’m the rebel
Just because they say I am
to me I’m a chameleon
I ‘m different every day
And I just wouldn’t want
to change in any single way.

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Not much to add to this one quite straight forward.
The only thing I would say is to make a couple of breaks in there but otherwise good, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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