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Maybe the world is just a big mess,
full of pointless people doing pointless things,
but I know this is a world I want to be part of.
I want to hear the rain tapping against my window,
like a well meaning person trying to get in,
but in this world the well meaning people don’t get in,
it’s always the scum that earn the trust,
‘Nice guys finish last’ they say,
but fail to see how true it is,
because I may not be nice to everyone and anyone,
but I am nice to the people who need it,
and maybe I will finish last,
but at least I actually finished with my life before quitting.

I have more to live for than I let myself believe,
maybe I have been tricking myself into thinking no one will care,
because there’s only one person I let in that is a nice guy,
and he makes me feel like he put the stars in the sky for me.
Maybe there are so many things telling me to quit this life,
so he can be the one that whispers ‘keep playing.’
And I’ll keep playing for him.