Trampled Underfoot
I like being the nice guy. The one who's thoughful and caring. It suits me. And other people tell me that it suits me. They also tell me that being the nice guy is a good thing. But why don't I feel the same way sometimes. And why is being the nice guy not getting me ahead at this point in my life? What's up with that?
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