I was my parents’ darling
I was the teachers’ pet
Everyone on my street wanted their kids to be like me
At social events, I was the epitome of perfection
But when you take a good look at my life
You'll see that I was like a robot
I had being programmed from birth to be perfect
Everyone expected too much from me
I was not allowed a say in my own life
I was not allowed to express myself
Eventually, I snapped
I've become what everybody describes as evil
I've experimented with various things
My family claims I've brought them shame
However, for the first time in my life
I can take in the air and breathe easy
I can now spread my wings and fly really high
I'm not perfect but I am me
I now make mistakes but they are my own
Now, I can wear the clothes I want
My family chose people for me to date
It's good for you to make good alliances, they said
Now, I can date the ones I want
My family built me for a white collar job
Do something that brings a steady paycheck, they said
But now, I'm trying out my hands at several things at ones
If I had stayed the same, I would not have found Steemit
I'm far from being a whale but I know I'm getting there
you can call me a good kid gone bad
However, I do not really care
Though I'm far from who I want to be
Only now am I really free.
