A Different Type Of Nice Poem by foni foniiiiiii

I would act as how i always are
My personality, it's always never that far
I would never change in any way, it's like all my scars
You would just see me, maybe think of me afar
Like my friend, Automair

They're a different type of nice,
thought they was sweet like lemon lime
I thought they had the time, I didn't know he's like a nine
I would be disappointed, but there's more people like this in life
He said forget the mice, they gonna be all up on the mic

I thought twice that he was different
Thought he righted wrongs so he can right his wishes
But he doesn't really flip his switches
But he still makes a whole lot of time for me