Sleepless Scribbles

Am I Good Person?

Do you ever find yourself feeling like such a complicated person? I wonder if anyone could ever truly understand me. I'm still trying to figure myself out. There are moments when I see myself as a good person, yet I can also feel that darker side lurking within. Sometimes I genuinely don't want to hurt others, but then there are times when I simply don't care. It's like there's a constant tug-of-war inside me between good and bad, between the best version of myself and the worst.

My conscience tries to steer me away from those darker impulses, reminding me why I should choose better thoughts. But then I get scared of my own potential. I know I can be completely cold-hearted, distant from my family, and able to ignore the people around me. I can use words to hurt, and I've watched enough psychological thrillers to know how easily I could destroy someone mentally. Sometimes, I even entertain the thought that I could be capable of becoming a serial killer. But I also know I would never actually hurt someone unless they provoked me first.

Isn't it strange? I can flip from imagining myself as a killer to reassuring myself that I could never do such a thing. Am I inherently good or bad? Maybe these swirling thoughts are just keeping me awake at night. Perhaps it doesn't even matter; maybe I should stop overanalyzing and just let life unfold without worrying about the labels of good and bad.

Alright, that's enough for today. Time to try and get some sleep. Good night!