I’m the girl they call goodie goody

Goodie goody?

I think not!

Goodie goody my ass!

I’m the quite girl who sits in the front of the class room, answers questions when asked

I’m the one who likes socializing during lunch

But when that final bell rings

It’s on!

I’m the girl who goes home and isn’t afraid to blasts Ride by Ciara and copies her dance moves

I’m the girl who isn’t afraid to sing Motivation and doesn’t care what the meaning is!

I’m the girl who isn’t afraid to dress sexy for people

But am scared of hearing what my father will say

I’m the girl who’s not afraid to talk back to my parents telling them that when I’m 18 I’m moving out to live in the city

I’m the girl to go off, get drunk and go get a tattoo when I’m older so I don’t feel the pain

I’m the girl who wants that one spontaneous kiss with her one true love

I’m the girl who’s not afraid of telling that one true love “bitch, back off, I’m PMSing”

I’ll even tell him the meaning of PMS with no worries on how he’ll judge me

Pass My Shotgun, Psychotic Mood Shift or Perpetual Munching Spree

I’m the girl who laughs at the silence

I’m the girl who can’t go a day without telling somebody “I Love You”

I’m the girl who wants that happily ever after fairytale ending, but know it might not happen

I’m the girl who always tries to stay positive, but always expects the worst for herself and tries to make a happy statement out of the bad

“When I’m older watch me got shot and live to tell the story, watch me not be able to have children but then adopt someone’s child, watch me have cancer and fight through it and win the battle”

I’m the girl who isn’t going to back down to anyone

I’m the girl who is a big lover and a big softie

I’m the girl who unfortunately is a big push over and can’t help herself

I’m the girl they call goodie goody

I guess I can be goodie goody

But then again maybe I’m not

Goodie goody is a label, right?

I’m the girl who doesn’t want to be labeled

I’m me and me alone