THE GOOD GIRL

Still listening to the old tapes
Still playing out my part
Still trying to be the "Good girl"
With unspoken rules kept in my heart
There's no one left to enforce them
And yet it's hard to break free
Still trying to come out of hiding
Still trying to find the true me
There is no grace for the good girl
No one can be that good
It tore away at my self worth
Trying to live up to that falsehood
The messages were so ingrained
Like words carved in my DNA
Still trying to please everyone
Still trying to obey
I lifted up that false image
I shattered it against the wall
I heard the sound of glass breaking
It became my wake-up call
I'm coming out of hiding
I'm starting to break free
I've stopped trying to be the"Good girl"
And now, I'm trying to just be me