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I’m Not A Superhero!
Just a man trying to find his way, and what a way huh?!
I’m not a superhero, just a man who cares. Sometimes, to be a super anything, that’s all you need. Sometimes, I often find myself going the line for people even those who have shit on me. And to some logical degree, I feel a sense of pity for those people.
Those who can’t do for themselves and those who don’t have a clue about what to do, if I covet my knowledge from said people, am I not part of the problem especially if there are kids involved?
I think my problem sometimes is that I care too much, but I also think too that’s my super power. To take pity on those who don’t deserve it, not to dwell on the past but to people who have betrayed me in the worst way. Yet, I still do right because even though that person’s sense of right and wrong is skewed, mine isn’t.
I think that’s why I do what I do, it’s not about them, it’s about me doing the right thing because I know what it means to do the right thing and I guess that’s why I get the attention as well as good karma points that I do.
I don’t say all of this to make it known that I’m better than anyone, farthest thing from. I say this to acknowledge the fact that I feel like I’m a rare breed in an already dying world and I get it, dog eat dog. But you know what…
