Sometimes

Sometimes I'm a gemstone
But I'm mostly just a pebble
I try to be a good person
But too often I'm a rebel

Sometimes I am colourful
An opal bright and shiny
Sometimes just a dull rock
From the bottom of the briney

Sometimes I am broken
And you see the diamond inside
Sometimes a fragile shell
Washed up with the tide
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