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A REAL GUY

I have tried to be a nice guy
But is as hard as being one's self
Especially when people want your happiness to depend on them being happy
My baby, it is time you realized that it is your choice to make
Whether to be a nice guy or a real guy
A real guy like the sun who will bask in the morning but burn at noon
Feels too weak to shine in the the night but give a hand to the moon from far away
A real guy like the moon who will shine light for people who are lost in the darkness without expectations
Feel too weak to shine in the day but some days show up anyway
Even when her presence is not loud, I am told she stands in the sky every day and night
A real guy like the stars who will show a voyager the way not caring what zodiac they possess 
A real guy who makes their mark not withstanding their strengths and short comings 

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