Bad People

Good people
They marry who they should.
Good people
Celebrate all the holidays.
They donít give their families shit,
They donít give them a hard time
íCause theyíre so good.
And you are one of them.

Bad people
Lately I have been around
Bad people
In a way I have always rebelled,
Early stepped off the proper path
To follow something I called my heart.
Now Iím not dating who I should,
At work I act real smart
Though I know itíll come back to bite
That Iím not good.

Youíll never see a picture from a night
That shows things as they are inside.
I do not pose to play to angles made with light
Nor do I feel compelled to smile
So you might see a cranky mess who makes a fool out of herself
As she hangs over sketchy guys.

If she were going for a doctor
She would need to look good on the cover,
Have a likewise proper lover
Dress him in proper attire.

Bad people
I am one of the
Bad people
Spitting on society
Too selfish not to live so free
I act more as it pleases me
Good thing Iím pleased by pleasant deeds
But still not on the path that leads
To pleasant photographs and praise
But to a freedom in them hid
Barely betrayed by my photographed face.

Good people
Have so many photos of how they are
Good people
On Earth shine like star
As they marry who they should
As they excel in their careers
As they step over their heart
And get guidance from fellow good peers
As they die and turn forgotten
Forget the heart that turned so rotten
Silenced after so many years
To the bellow of their fears
That constantly yelled in their ears
To be good people.

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