Mr.Niceguy

if the truth is cruel then the lies must be kind that's why kindness is a lie and why I won't know true peace until I die so if your still wondering why I sighed 

It's because I'm the nice guy
I'm nice like put me to the side
So you can chase the guy
That broke your heart and keeps doing so

I'm that "bro" that always is there for you
That has a shoulder free for every tear you shed so lay your head next to mine
Tell me what he did this time

Let me distract you for a minute and then leave your baggage with me heavy on my chest heavy nevertheless It feels like a test

Of how long I can take this torture 
Girls feeding off of my heart like vultures
Has this become a normality from different cultures?

Feels like a formality to get your heart stomped on as a man shedding tears has been frowned upon 

So I simply can't
Cry so I die bit by bit on the inside 
Never ending empty pit deep within

I know that the devil is lurking 
Secretly smirking waiting for that suicide
Blindsided you are to this man's actions

But I can't speak a word of it or else I'm a bad friend and that would send me even further in my descent of depression so I put it under surpression  

My concern gets missunderstood for obsession my care gets mistaken for 
An open door inviting in abusers who are miss using my own words against me