Chamelion

I dont really know where I come from.

I can't trace my great,great, greats around the globe.

They say who you are depends on your parents.

To me who you are is something only you can decide.

My parents didn't screw up, I'm just weird.

Weird is good.

Better than normal.

And as far as I'm concerned, the insults I'm thrown are compliments.

I don't like homework

I never, ever revise

I can't be bothered to do my hair

Thats just the way my world works

In short, I am whatever I choose to be:

Weird

Funny

Cowardly

Lazy

Envious

'Cool'

I'm a chamelion. Deal with it

The End

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