You asked who I was and what I do
but only a few of you know what's real and what's true
I was born the middle child of three
And by that you could think the luck was meant to be
But it wasn't
I was number two
With not much to do
Mainly because my parents were separated
and my mom married a man who was a pastor to be
Which is not a simple cup of tea
Having a parent with grip that was so tight
when you are forced to live in a spot light
with the title of one of the holy children
And with that, every inch of my personality became hidden
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