Guys Like Me

Guys Like Me                                                 November 16, 2005

Little boys play the field with glee,

And little girls tease away at will.

It seems like everyone else is getting play,

Except for us guys like me.

I'm not flashy. I'm not snazzy,

And I definately lack sex appeal.

Thus, I can't help but wonder if there's hope

For us guys like me.

I'm not a jock nor a cheerleader,

Not a prep nor the president of the SGA,

Nor even the ubiquitous whore or a pimp

Traveling across the "good ol' U.S. of A."

All I am is just an intellectual

Who happens to know his shit,

And I guess that makes me some kind of special,

As it is with guys like me.

I often wonder about fellowship,

Love of man, companionship and passion.

Some people claim collectivism's the path to tread.

Despite all that, I choose to maintain my identity,

For maybe it's okay to be an intellectual after all,

And therefore I'll keep up with the "lunatic fringe"

Of guys like me, who'll rule the world tomorrow.