I once was a good girl,
All alone for so many years,
Holding back all my tears.
Having so many years to my self,
I felt so bad,
I was always so sad.
Then I hit high school,
Then I became who i am today,
And that is not a good thing to say.
I was a good girl,
Now I'm a good girl gone bad,
That's just so sad.
No one helped me get back,
So this is how i stay,
Every. Single. Day.
so sad, i am sure you will be a good girl again, coz you have experienced how to be a good girl, extremely well done pretty girl.... Hataw
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aw thats sad. but at least u acknowledge that you've changed into something thats not what u want to be. i personally know sveral girls who have changed so much, but dont realize how far they've strayed from their roots, and who furthermore dont realize what they have become, that is, messed up. not that ur messed up lawls =]