So, if I had to measure all of us on this scale of good or bad, I would plot us all in both sectors. I believe that we all are both. We all have some good in our actions, personalities and behaviors, but we also all embody some inherently amiss qualities.
Here is a short poem I wrote about how deceiving some of us seemingly "good girls" can be. From what I have been told by those around me, I could definitely be classified by society as a "good girl." That said, I don't feel as though I always make the best decisions and do purely good actions.
My life is all rainbows and butterflies
Pleasing others, getting straight A's
Starving all day and cutting my thighs
Stuck in my head, wasting my days
A happy facade, smile on face
Plain white girl with a picket white life
But also stuck in my demon's embrace
Nobody would know the terrible strife
Stuck in my problems, lying and deceiving
Dishonest with others to let my secrets grow
Got them all fooled, buying and believing
Think they understand me, but little do they know
The good girl they know has got a bad girl inside
Everyone has problems they are trying to hide

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