People often wonder
Why there are so few good guys in the world
Well i am here to offer some insight
Into this chaotic brain of mine

Good guys get pushed and broken
While all they try to do is help
And when they get stressed out
All anyone wants to do is reem them

Good guys know what they want
But very seldom get it
Because they are to busy treating others
They forget about themselves

Good guys lend a hand when its needed
Just as often as when its not
But people often prefer to be on the ground
Like and apple and just rot

Good guys are a rare thing
This we have come to see
But what people come to miss
Is the good inside of me