Looming in a concrete jungle, manmade. Its hard to keep up this charade. As I watch my prey walk among me. I try to blend, but its plain to see.
I am the tiger striped man.
Vicious as ever, yet somehow composed. With power in my soul, no one knows. I look forward to the thrill of the next hunt. I just want your mind and heart, to be blunt.
Good morning! Hide your fangs until its time to strike. The world is ours and the universe is willing to give you what you want if you’re willing to take it. Get away from negative. Hold close the positive. I love you all!