My name
Tristan Brown
That's who I am
But I'd like to think I'm more than that
My name
Hidden hero
Wearing his mask
But who really cares about all of that
My name
Costumed son
Behind his back
He'll never know I'm not just like that
My name
Hope's last chance
Behind her back
She'll never know that it's all just an act
My name
Wanted one
They want be back
Sadly for them I rarily come back
My name
Takes up space
Kicked in the back
Good for them I won't attack
My name
I don't know
I wish I did
I guess I'll pretend I'm all of that
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 2:47 PM UTC
My name
Tristan Brown
That's who I am
But I'd like to think I'm more than that
My name
Hidden hero
Wearing his mask
But who really cares about all of that
My name
Costumed son
Behind his back
He'll never know I'm not just like that
My name
Hope's last chance
Behind her back
She'll never know that it's all just an act
My name
Wanted one
They want be back
Sadly for them I rarily come back
My name
Takes up space
Kicked in the back
Good for them I won't attack
My name
I don't know
I wish I did
I guess I'll pretend I'm all of that
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