Good Guy Doomsday

being called the good guy the nice guy should be a compliment when really it's a polite way of saying you're not good enough you're not the best looking you don't walk the fine line of bad boy and asshole you're swimming in a sea of sharks always stuck in second place but the girls like you they like your sensitivity, your compassion though a perfect personality can't compete with a cocky smile or razorblade lips after all someone has to be the friend gay or not you're at a comfortable distance at the edges of arm's length locked in a window waiting forever to come in from the cold to take off your boots and dry your skin by the fire to say "this is where I belong" your shoulders don't carry the alpha weight never mustering enough masculinity but one day you'll be the catch father of the next year husband material not appropriate for a boyfriend you'll age like fine wine in some time foreign to now in the mean time what should you do? stand on the sidelines while her heart gets beaten to death endless brutality when she's had enough only to say it isn't enough? it's never enough but keep yourself good the world could use fewer assholes eventually someone will see you for who you are and that'll be beautiful one day no matter what you should always be yourself it's the best you can do it's the only honest thing to do extend your arms with sincerity some day someone will walk into them and realize all that you are which is simply not good enough

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