I’m a good girl
They say

I do my homework and floss my teeth
I say my prayers and mind my manners
To them, mistakes aren’t part of the package

Crying is a weakness
Anger is a default
Perfection is mandatory
There are no excuses
Blame natural selection

I’m a good girl
They say

A perfect one in fact
I eat my vegetables
I obey my parents
I suppose it’s only sensible

I’m a good girl
They say

Compassion, respect, and intelligence
Everything made of sugar and spice
Came with the package
And there is no bargain price

No you can’t roll the dice
There is no such thing
Unfortunately it’s a sacrifice

But do you think I can tell them
It’s been killing me to say
I’m scared of the outcome

But I believe this package was delivered
To the wrong address