I used to be this good girl trying to be bad. Rebelling was fun, and made for good times. There were times I found trouble, others trouble found me. After all this time I regret nothing. From the best of times good friends and great memories were made. Now I'm the same girl with a few bad habits. I try my best to stay far away from trouble, try hard to make sure it doesn't find me. After all the years past I find it best to quiet my rebellion. Every choice comes with an equal and just consequence. We all reap what we sow. Whether we are fruitful in the end of all our labor depends on time. After all my fun I try to remain able to say I've grown up to be a bad lady.
