Self Defeatist
You give up at the turning tide, before the war's half over. You drop out because you don't have the stones to carry on... and I have to trudge through it for the both of us. And you'll skip through the path I make for you.
Everyone says they don't want someone to solve their problems moments before they lay them at your feet. People like me have a hard time kicking them back in your faces.
You all jest and forget what I'm really like... and pretend that this "nice guy" thing isn't just a favor I'm doing the rest of you so you don't have to put up with how I really am. My eyes are still wide open... and every time I see it again, I make a tack mark on your score card.
This is golf... and you're running above par.
Yet that's okay... because it's honest. I don't tell you what I expect because I know how you play the game... and I'll be damned if I let you go that easy. I just keep score, and I draw the line... and wait to see if you'll cross it.
It's a line I dance along everyday... and sometimes I just piss on it.
However, hypocrisy being what it is, I find that I can hold you accountable for activities I enjoy everyday.
And that makes life easier for me.