(Not So) Good Girl

Everyone perceived her as a good girl. An overly obedient student who never actually says even a single word. They often tell her she's no better than those who are mute. She, as usual, just stays silent. No one really knows what's going on in her mind despite being so popular; and popular by means of being a loser and a loner.

She's only known for being a good girl. Never was the popular girl nor the nerd, not even by her talents: she writes, she excels in Mathematics, she's artistic and poetic, she's a consistent achiever, she's a jack of all trades yet all of that was disregarded. In the end, she always comes back to what she's known for - just a good girl.

And as time passes by, she grows tired of all of that. She grows tired of the life that she has.

People saw her as an angel in human form, and they also made use of her kindness to so great extent because they learned she was such a good girl. That she can't harm them, and she'll never attempt harming them because she can't prove them wrong. She's given so much honour that it became a curse. Everybody wanted to be good, at least, they wanted to be perceived as good that it would give them such power to control this society that is full of evil. But not all can do that. Not everyone who desires to be good is capable of truly doing good.

She never wanted to be good.

In fact, she wanted to return what the world had given her, all the cruelty she grew strong. People state that one has provided something because of one reason, which she never knew the answer. The only thing she knew was the fact that she was not all that, and she knew she was not just that... because her being all so good girl - it's all facade.