Don’t take my superpower!
Yes! I can think
And I can sing , but it’s not a pretty song.
It’s just a tune I sing a-loo-ne with all my heavy thoughts
I have a superpower, it makes me think sometimes
It’s all about how people think and how they use their words – per line
I think about the world so large and it’s little people there
Why they act the way they do and repercussions austere
But please don’t make me voice them
For I ll make a mess
Coz my superpower is scared of being ahead
It’s scared of being
To be caught in the act.
I have a superpower that can die a million deaths
If asked to say things loudly so don’t make it upset.
Yes I can make me sing
Songs about how we think and words between the things
Don’t kill my superpower , don’t make me talk
When I open my mouth I m just a blob , of ink on words, blotched.
Important note: the author of this wordy concoction is tone deaf, musically and rhythmically challenged!
This is not an apology. It’s your karma .