No good girl alive

 

 

They say she is a fallacy

A myth that could never exist 

They say when she returns home

To her comfort zone

All hell breaks loose 

There is no good girl alive

All are wolves in sheep skin

 

She finds herself on the ground 

The world's weight on her shoulders 

Who do I become?

So I could be loved and understood 

Who do I need to emulate 

A preceding order

So I could seize to be

the centre of your attention 

The one you seek to slowly put out 

And then piece back together

To become the exact product

of your illusion and speculation

 

You're right and am wrong

There is no good girl alive

All you have are virgins by heart

And of course we know the truth!

We know you

Like every other girl here that has walked these streets

Claiming to be introverts 

But are actually wild cards in the scheme of themes

Themes vividly reflective on television screens

Portraying girls as puppets

and sex toys for fun and toiling 

Never too much educating 

Mostly girls in lingerie

 and very little activity

 

They say she belongs on the scene

Where she could be seen

More adventure less becoming 

Who needs honesty these days? 

There is no good deed in anyone

 

She hits the ground even harder

Uncertainty hits to the teeth 

The world's weight still unyielding

Her mind now glitching 

It suddenly dawns on her 

She is upset!

 

Torn in two

Lonely and abused

She now works the street

at the palm of her hands 

The way the world intends

She comes home appease

Now she realizes what you need

A girl without her truth

 

Narrative

Generally, some people expect the worse in a person because for some insane reason it makes them less confronted by their own conscience. No one is perfect they say, and yet one striving is only pretending to be what they’re not.

 

Used words & terms

-‘fallacy’: delusion

- ‘preceding’: past

- ‘introverts’: antisocial

- ‘themes’: subject matter

- ‘glitching’: malfunctioning