I have remained true
To my humble beginnings
You have strayed
From the intended path
And you hound me to change
With every uttered sound
“Be a good girl,” you chide
I will not
“Be a good girl,” you plead
I cannot
“Be a good girl,” you demand
Never
There’s no fun in being good
It goes against my nature
And your nature, too
If only you would listen
To that small, inner voice
Deep inside your being
Listen for it
Be very still
At the very least
Just be quiet
So I can’t hear you anymore
And I can be who I need to be
The naughty girl
Who gets her way
At any cost
The naughty girl
Who always wins
No matter what is lost.
