By many aliases I am known,
Many names have come to pass.
My conviction, hard as stone,
Still I’m the stubborn a**.
The harbinger of apathy.
The captain of the complex.
The weirdest one you’ll ever see;
But I’m not one of their 2-D objects.
What do they care?
They only act in plays.
All they do is star, and go their separate ways.
All I know is I’m headed for success,
Though these wounds are hard to dress.