I never get the guy, or the first choice.
I'm not good enough for that.
Instead, I get the leftover affection and love,
the left over emotions, the baggage.
I am everyone's dumping grounds, because I deserve nothing more.
But I deserve something.
I deserve the happiness I've strived to earn,
I deserve to be loved the way that I love,
I deserve to love myself,
I deserve to feel good.
But that's never the way it goes,
not when you are the nice guy.
