Growing up I wanted powers
and I still do, but for reasons that others
may assume satanic and cruel
To read the minds of those who dislike
my hair, my laugh, and even my kind
My kind that knew the world wasn't quite right
and that people everywhere will judge you for life
I wanted to be invisible
So I could traumatize the villains
that make me feel hidden
Pull down there pants and everybody would glance,
I tell myself it'd make me feel better
If I saw them down on my end
Super speed to outrun time
show up before the bell has rong
but time waits for absolutely no one
Deep inside I wanted justice
Because superhero's don't go out to get you,
hurt you until you are red
unless you are evil and evil is not unsaid
And although the words do seem uneven
the terror they put you through in your dreams
justice is letting it go
justice is not being mean
justice is the half of extreme
So I am a superhero
and my power is me
YOU ARE READING
Titanium
Poetry❝A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I cried.❞
