so I ran like a coward
from all the pain the world could cause
became my super power
accentuation of my flaws
arrived at the midnight hour
and there put my whole world on pause
for I am but a coward
the masked man who hid from it all
I am no caped crusader
there is no justice in this wake
I am the perpetrator
depending on the lens you take
as I ran like a coward
from all the pain that could have been
seeing what could have flowered
and been rooted in this garden
I cursed this super power
that first caused my skin to harden
turned me into this coward
masked man hiding behind his pen
I am no caped crusader
there is no truth in this reveal
I am the perpetrator
a very valid way to feel
for I ran like a coward
from all the pain the world could cause
became my super power
accentuation of my flaws
