I Am

I am I am the nice guy, I am the one who forgave you But you were too busy to even notice, I am the guy who took an imaginary apology And told you to shove it, hypothetically. For in my mind I had dealt with you And in reality I am still the nice guy, your nice guy I am the one who makes you laugh, As I make the time for us to laugh at me, when we laugh A part of me had hoped, you’d see beyond your labels You’ve branded me with a red emotional permanent maker For which I had given to you subconsciously In the stupid hopes you wouldn’t use it I am the lover who gave everything to you However my everything was not exciting to you, As my every thing was too safe and boring But I guess it has its comforts , since you always come back And the bitter taste of your wounds are beginning to taste sweet Because I am, I am the nice guy