the mentor

her halo,
has slipped and fallen
to the ground.
you pick
it up and ask her,
is this yours.
she says, it used
to be.
but not anymore.
I'm tired
of being good,
exhausted by living
the me
that they think I
am.
I want to be more
like you,
carefree and selfish,
full of sin.
happy with where
i'm going,
where i've been,
teach me how,
show me
where to begin.