The “Good Kid”

I've always been the "good kid"

The one that parents like

Don't cause problems, don't make trouble

I'll be the peacemaker

I sit in the middle

I keep my head down

Eyes closed, ears open

Bear through the pain or discomfort for harmony

Just sit and listen

Be quiet, keep still, and try to make people proud

That's all you gotta do if you want to be the "good kid"

Really not that much but it starts to bear down

It's not all that great

I keep secrets and overhear them

I'm barely holding it together

The "good kid" stuff never stops