NO ONE IS BAD

Am I a good person or I'm bad

It's hard to really explain it's hard

Do I really have to be like my dad? 

Am just a confused lad

Am I a good person 

I don't even know the reason

Life teaches a lot of lesson

I just want to be the right person 

No one is bad

Perhaps this won't make you glad 

He's a thief they say

Well that's what they say anyway

But hey he's still the one who pays

The street dues his part he always plays

He doesn't betray

He prays

He's the one who still helped thee today

Prolly she's a whore 

Hate the kind of clothe she wore

Okay you've swore

She's nothing to adore

But she's the one who still calls 

The one who prays that you wouldn't fall

The one who doesn't see herself above all

She once helped thee at the mall

She bought your kid a ball

She even helped cleaning the hall 

Gives a penny to those beside the stall

She hopes you always stand tall

Prolly he smokes or drinks

Or he does the two you think

Well whatever you feel he stinks

You hate him even without a blink

But yet he doesn't hate his fellow human

He sees everyone as equal both the man and the woman 

He doesn't speak bad bout his friend

He's not the type who middle and pretend 

You angry cause he really doesn't send

Bout the things you send that offend

He doesn't fail to make amend

When he hurt someone I learned 

He's not the proud type too

Perhaps his self moral just 2

Prolly she's an addict

So true she got those bad habit 

Well you can't really eat your cake and have it

This part of her life feels like she deserve it

But yet...