Are we really so different? I cannot see why
For surely we're born and then live till we die
We learn and we grow and we struggle through school
We try to be likeable, try to be "cool"
We all have our secrets, we all tell some lies
We have our ambitions, our plans to be wise
To change our environment, impact this place
To find one to love and to get our own place
We struggle financially, we scrimp and we save
hoping for easier, pleasanter days
We all pay our bills and moan about tax
We long for our holidays, time to relax
We all have to deal with sadness and grief
We go to the pub for some well earned relief
We laugh and we cry, mourn those that we lose
we wait by the telephone anxious for news
We celebrate joyfully, dance till we're tired
Find a new interest and get all inspired
We scream when in pain and we weep when we're sad
We talk of the past and the fun that we had
We spend time with family, like it or not!
We shiver in winter and moan when it's hot
We fall on the ice and risk broken limbs
We're all just the same in a million things
So why, tell me this do we make a big fuss
about sexuality, what's wrong with us?
It's really quite simple, the truth very plain
At the end of the day - we're all just the same.
Karen Holmes
October 2010
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