“Good at being bad”

I was very good at being bad.

At being something I’m not.

Something I hope I’m not.

I was very good at doing bad.

Very good.

And I never looked back to see who I hurt.

Until now.

Now I see what I did.

I see the bad I did.

And I can’t understand having done that.

How did I do it?

Why did I do it?

I look back now and I realize how good I was at being bad.

And I don’t believe it’s me.

But it was.

I was the one who was bad.

I guess I still am.

Somewhere deep inside.

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