What I See

As a neighbor, the indifferent child.
As a daughter, I was the rebellious one.
As a sister, an angry one.
As a friend, the chill one.
As a student, the quiet one .
As a classmate, the strange one.
As a stranger, the kind one.
As an artist, the messy one.

but here is the story, that only I know..
a kid that is lost , doesn't know whether she's good or bad , just fitting in on society or actually defying society .

Duality is not bipolarity..
Personalities ain't personas..

in this world where everything is uncertain, how can she pinpoint what is best nor good when in her life she's seen as the unpredictable one?

trying to be good for other people but people around her would say she treated her family badly?
what is family?
how important is the bloodline to called a family?