I have both Horns and Halo

But they completely ignore the Halo

I don’t feel like explaining, they’ll judge anyway

My soul is mellow but according to their assumptions I’m a volcano

They say they know me, I’m not sure how

I stay low, I’ve had my glow, but why do they need to know?

Whatever they think I am, I’m pretty sure I’m the opposite

But I won’t argue it nor let it affect me

While they’re acting suspiciously, I am reading reality

Making sure I’m always genuine in soul and I’m increasing my mentality

They’ll keep making their own scenarios and I’ll keep balancing my horns and my halo

*this pic is a pic of my tattoo 😀 *

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