Everyone wants a guy like me

Able to both take and keep the beat
Always rising to my feet
Because everyone wants a guy like me

Welcome wherever I go
Opening doors that appear to be closed
Often seen but never known
Bones left alone to groan

Everyone wants a guy like me
Walking tiresome tread
I can feed your dead
You can park me on the street

A guy like me
With a future for you
And a past that won’t connect
To the things you still flee
Or dreams left by me
In my “wiser” moments of youth

And you
Youth
Yeah you
Oh you…
how could you
Leave and take the best

Still everyone wants a guy like me

Phil Kinney wrote this. He’s a pretty awesome husband and father who loves to write music, make pizza, roast coffee and travel the world. You can find some of his music here: http://thepapersound.bandcamp.com.

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My name is Jen Kinney. I am a writer, podcaster, and anti-trafficking activist who loves to travel and live abroad. My twins and passion for social justice make me a great candidate for therapy. So I write. View all posts by Jen Kinney