The Difficulty of Being Good

It's tough to take it hands down,
inwardly you do fret, fume and frown
but once the choice has been made
being nice is a double edged blade
in one go it chops external vice
while inner torment flickers and dies
on the revealing power of time it relies
as mysteries crumble, curiosity flies
wrapped in wrong choices
was this blessing in disguise-
to be still like still water
with the power to think twice.