You can say it,
spray it,
yell it in my face,
scream it,
beam it,
say I'm a disgrace,
Force it,
course it,
guide it straight to me,
but you,
you will never be free.
You can try it,
buy it,
turn around and fry it,
choose it,
lose it,
straight up fake abuse it,
hope it,
grope it,
try to just provoke it,
but you,
you will never be me.
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I would like to translate this poem
I Will never be you Sandra..cos I have a deep gruff voice, a hairy chest and can drink a pint of Guiness in 5 seconds flat..(Not too hairy) Sid x.