GOOD 

WILL DO

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There once was a little girl who wanted to be good enough

Good would do

She did what she was told

At times, she'd stomp her feet and show some personality

no dresses! 

Always pretty when it was time

and demure when it was that hour

The only escape hatch she could ever find 

was in art, movement

dancing in front of the mirror in her room

Once in a while, she would saunter outside the lines 

do her hair 

flip her winged liner or wear combat boots 

She studied hard and asked for permission 

until one day she made up her mind 

she would outdo them all with

her own handpicked route to freedom

in this swirling abyss

slowly slowly creeping in like a flood she was emptied 

until she was no more than a file, than a fee

He set a permit for everything 

relentless combatting blame shame 

so she drowned with the baby

And then the baby pulled her above water and she swam for the first time