You think I am weak
Just a skinny, visually un-muscular man
Who it be easy to toy with and I will not retaliate
It is so pathetic how many people just judge a book by its cover sitting on the stand
While they judge me off my appearance I begin to study their weaknesses and evaluate
For what people do not see when they call me weak and skinny is I have a dark secret
Deep inside my soul lies a creature, itching to mutilate
A reckless, blood-thirsty entity with razor sharp teeth and claws cocked back to act
It walks in a pitch black fur suit, a primitive 4 legged walker
My true being is a caged killer Alpha Wolf that is about to crack
You think I am weak
Thing is.....I have yet to reach my peak