Good Guy Poem by Timothy Long

Im strong to protect her,
she's sweet to kiss,
i will try with all my life and vinigar,
that she knows will suprise,
im of a sweet heart thats unapprecited and not shown enough care,
is being a good guy a bad thing?
why do we all finish last?
it kills to be lonely and still treat people well,
even when its not well received,
is it really a curse to be nice,
why is there no chivalry left,
is sociteys wrong this bad?
the urge to cry is so strong,
i think i was born in the wrong century,
then again maybe it was the gods plan for me,
to die alone without being cold like the next jesus,
the way it works is not done,
but is it a competition of good or bad,
the dignity of a good man is to of led by example,
not of excrushiating bad behavior,
is there any of us left?
i'd like to see what it's like to not be the only one,
to be a good guy,
strong to protect,
sweet to kiss.