You can be you - or anyone else you fancy -
But i implore you to just let me be me...
For to tie me down and mould me into someone like you -
Would just be like keeping a caged bird to slowly die...
For I would love to be able to run free -
Do the things I love and see the beauty around me...
I would love to be able to rise with the morning sun -
And to go to bed when the owl hoots, and the crickets sing...
So just let me be me - not your double, or someone else's twin -
For I would not want to be anyone else but simple old me...
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