The boxes they chose, sure are the ones for me
As always I'm calm, not a worry in mind
So Easy I find, to just let me be me
I Sure love to hate, never see me be kind
Dear past got my back, someone to call my dad
Not one interest, everything seems lame
Got called a devil, never did something bad
I sure hate to write, no love for that to claim
Now if you know me, you should have noticed it
That all here written, not even by a bit
Has a single truth, to hold with in it's pitt