I was a hellionA troublemaker&
I was a hellion
A troublemaker
But that was okay
Because I was loved
I was loved by my mother
who cared so much
And loved by my father
who never gave up
I was loved by my mamaw
who was brutally honest
And loved by my papaw
who saw the best in me
I was loved by my teachers
who always believed
And loved by my friends
who trusted in me
I'm an honors student
A college professor's dream
I grew up rough
but I cleaned up neat
I've changed a lot
We all know it's true
Small town tomboy
Became nerd extrordinaire
I'm okay with that
I know my roots
And they're just as hick
As they are dirty blonde
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