I was miss goody two shoes,
At least on the surface,
At least how my parents and most of my friends knew me.
I was born to conform,
and born to make sure that my parents smile
and born to be teachers pet
so I conformed.
I did not skip classes
My head was stuck in books
I worked hard and earned from as soon in my life as I could
I never caught any first-day-first-shows
And believed when my dad said that our legacy was “hard-work”
and that he had nothing else but ethics and morals to share
I did not go out with friends at work
I did not party hard
Like everyone around me seemed to do
And that is how life was,
for more than 30 years.
And then I had you – my little girl
And you have been hard work,
All day and all…