I am a bad person.

I am a bad person. 

I don't think before I speak. I say things I am not supposed to say. I hurt people's feelings. I make people angry. I insult. I upset things, I raise my voice, I mock. I am bitter. 

I am a bad person. 

I am jealous of people who have it better. I envy. 

I am a bad person. 

I hold grudges against people. I become angry at the smallest things. I don't forgive. I am insecure. I tell lies. I judge. I feel good about myself when someone else fails at doing something I'm good at. 

I am a bad person. 

I disappoint my parents. I disobey them. I make them sad. 

I am a bad person. 

But I am also a good person. 

I appreciate the little things my loved ones do for my sake. I do chores around the house. I try my best to make my parents proud. I study hard. 

I am a good person. 

I am sensitive towards others. I listen. I help. I encourage. 

I am a good person. 

I am satisfied with what I have. I am content. I am thankful, grateful for everything in my life. I express my love to the people who matter to me. 

I am a good person. 

I help others in need. I make friends. I talk to people. I try to make them feel welcome because I know what it feels like to be lonely, the outcast, shunned. 

I am good, and sometimes bad. 

But I learn, then I make mistakes, and I learn some more. 

I live.