Good, Evil, it's all a myth.

When we are young, we are taught the difference between good and evil, We look as someone who is kind, respectful, and we assume they're a good person, We look as someone who is angry, cold, bitter and mean, we assume they're a bad person, Good, evil, it's all a myth, I can throw a smile and a kind hello around, and you'll assume I'm nice, any person would, but when I take off the mask and reveal the pain and the anger, suddenly I become a villain, Good and evil are words that do not exist, Because how can we label someone as good or bad, when maybe we just happen to be blind to the rest of their story? We as a society label someone as evil, when really all that's happened is they threw away the weakest parts of themselves and replaced it with a wall that will never allow pain, or heartbreak or suffering ever again? What if we view someone as good, but they turn up to be the worst person ever? What if we view someone as evil, but they turn out to be the sweetest kindest person on the planet? Good, evil, it's all a myth.