I could be pretty
I could be mean
I could be the worst of your nightmares
or the come out of your most desire dreams
I could be popular
and I could be rich
I could be skinny and wear a bikini to the beach
I could be lazy and I could be fat
I could not wonder where you are right now
I could be serious and make you cry
or I could be fun until I live the bottle dry
I could heartless with a stone cold stare
I could be quite and not really care
I could run around screaming ''For heaven's sake''
But I rather be my little old self.
Because life is more wonderful that way.
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