A Bad Boy a Better Choice?

A poem that expresses my struggle in choosing between a boy who could get me in trouble, or a boy who I would get in trouble...

Good boys just aren't bad enough for me-

Even though they seem the type that I should keep.

Maybe I should just stick with staying with the ones who want to leave

Because they're the ones who are on a higher level than me.

A good boy's eyes have not seen that of which I've seen.

A bad boy's has endured some of which a good one could ever dream.

But a gentle touch is more meaningful and sweet-

And I just can't cope with opening his eyes to the world I see.

A bad boy has brought up his fist to fight-

A good boy has been sheltered, and convinced he's seen the light.

But I know the bad would stand up and fight for his life,

Whereas the other might fall short whenever he must shine.

With one who moves a bit fast, and I've already called "mine"

It's hard to say that I have thought this over with some time-

But there are some lost things that this good boy shouldn't find,

And some of them are hidden beneath the falsified innocence in my eyes.

Because when I look upon his face and see his expression...

The way that his soft smile, and blue eyes fill up with optimism...

It makes me want to keep him from learning all of life's lessons

And just be sure that he remains the image of perfection.

Because when I look upon his face, and I see his eyes light up...

It makes me wonder what they'll think when they see a "good boy" with a "s**t."

I don't want to hurt his feelings, but there are things that I want to keep him from-

And my corruption is just, from the many, only one.

I don't want to one day find him busted with a ton of drugs,

Or trap him into a pregnancy that he could have been prevented from.

I'm pretty sure that he doesn't want to lose his virginity to me in the back seat of some truck

As I feel myself lose my mind to a high in a public lot.

He's not the type who would know what to do 

If he sees those red and blue lights outside his window.

Where an innocent boy would panic under a pressure that is new, 

A guilty boy would be calm and controlled, for this isn't his first time through.

A bad boy has more experience with handling a bad girl just like me.

He can provide me with all of the things to get the pleasure I feel I need.

He can pull my hair with a passion that brings me shivering onto my knees

And would protect my life if it even meant he had to bleed.

A boy already passed the edge of being corrupted could handle me very well.

But who's to say I'll fall below importance to the drugs that he does sell.

His tongue can spin a web of lies, and make sure he twists a taller tale

Than the good boy, who's good intentions turn quickly and sadly stale.

Inside my head these thoughts just twist and turn-

If I keep making these same decisions, who is to say I'll ever learn?

I know I'll pick the bad boy that I love just all too much...

And leave the better choice out to fend for himself.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[ニックは日本を�..]

So what you're saying is you want a cheater, and a liar, and someone who will just use you?
yeah that makes sense lol

[Kaitlyn Raiford]

Actually, if you stopped to actually understand the words... It says that I would rather be with someone who would corrupt me, than be with someone that I would corrupt. I do not expect you to understand that, though, because it seems that your only intention is to hurt me, not to understand me.

[ニックは日本を愛しています。]

I want to understand you , but it's hard to do that when you constantly push me away and treat me as if i don't matter or if i even exist...

[Justin]

very well put together!!!!!

[SEO]

I like the honesty of your piece. "It makes me wonder what they'll think when they see a "good boy" with a "s**t."" This line has so much punch to it and I think a lot of women can relate to the scenario.