She was always the "good" girl
who made "good" decisions
and "good" grades
and had "good" friends
and was "good" at almost everything.

But one day
"good" just wasn't good enough.
She wanted to be anything but good.
She wanted to be bad and rebellious
and excellent and brilliant
All at once.

She wanted to make the mistakes that teenagers who weren't "good" people made
Break free from the walls of boredom and mediocrity that constrained her life
Even if she knew she'd probably come back down.

She wanted to stop being "good" at lots of things and actually be great at something for once.
She wanted to be able to see the good in herself and others, and do good for the world instead of just being "good" in her own little bubble.

She wanted to feel like she was living
Even if that meant falling
And to feel like she was free
Even if that meant letting go.