There was a girl
who lived in the wood.
Some say she was bad
only when she was good.

She could make good choices
but she never would.
Maybe she heard voices,
I never quite understood.

She suffered much trauma,
it scarred her for life.
Maybe it was Karma
she caused such strife.

She never will marry,
or be faithful to one.
Her mind made her weary,
had to be high to have fun.

She made choices always bad,
its so very tragic.
Seems they loose all they had,
Especially love,that holds the magic

Make good choices always, you will always be glad,