Random

Very soon I'm bout to blow.
Soon in the future is what that'll show.

I might seem like a nobody,
I may seem like a gay.
But once I blow, I can't phantom how'll it be.

I try hard to conceal.
Try hard to hide.
But no matter how hard i try,
My efforts a futile.

I try to be what I really am,
But it's never seem to work.
For I'm always putting on a mask,
To hide the sore in me.

You guys may be at advantage,
But Imma change that to disadvantage.
I'm be a demon if I like.
Be a angel is I feel like.

Because I just don't care what you like.