Good Girls Go Bad

There are two personalities that I know of. One is good and the other is bad. I am so certain that I belong to the good one, modesty aside. I could always say that ever since I was growing up, I was a good girl to my parents and family and also to my friends. I was taught to be like that I guess.  I was determined to be like that as I grow old. It’s not that easy to be good always. I am trying though.

There are certain times in our lives that make us bad. Is it fate? Or is it us good girls who wants to experience the bad in us? I really don’t know.

My goodness is not 100% immune to badness. I think I was pushed to be like that. With the experiences I went through, no doubt my badness was awaken. I must say 40% of it if not 50%.

I am a good girl. I never thought of doing things against my fellow. I believe in fairness. Absolutely, definitely I am a good girl. I just don’t know until when.

I think there is inside me that want to revenge, rebel or what. I just don’t know. All I want is to be loved and be loved. I know I am but still I can feel the emptiness and pain. Am I that bad? I hope not.

I got questions that need to be answered. I am not that good enough to be betrayed? That was before. I hope this time it would not happened again. I really pray that.

Still, I am good. And I don’t want to be bad. Not today or tomorrow. I don’t want to be in the side of  good girls go bad. No not yet.

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