I wish I were my mother I wish I had a book shelf of books on angels I wish I were my sister I wish I had a good job And a beautiful boyfriend to take care of me I wish I were my father Making $25 an hour And coming home to a cooked meal for him everynight I'm glad I'm not my mother I'm glad I'm not stuck in an unhappy marraige I'm glad I'm not my sister I'm glad I am not tied down I'm glad I'm not my father I'm glad that I work hard and do things for myself I'm glad I am me
Reason for writing:
Be yourself. Never wish to be somebody you're not.
Birth sign: Libra
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