Understatement:

the colourful comic glinted in the sun of his window
and clark kent exited the phonebooth
leaping tall building in a single bound, looking for sinfuls
and defend the righteousness of the truth
gelling hair down over his forehead, a one lock disguise
and clark is no longer a newspaper man
but a hero fighting Lex Luther and killing his lies
Clark Kent turns has turned into superman

he closed the book, threw his blanket-cape on
and straightened his faded blue shirt
red underwear over his jeans didn't look wrong
he would show the world his worth
He opened the door of his 5th storey apartment
and proceeded to the climbing stairwell
he scaled the stairs, and up with him his heart went
he was bidding normality sad farewell

he stepped onto the roof, and the sun blinded his vison
only for an instant, then he got to the task at hand
there was no choosing, he had already made his decison
this normal little boy was going to be superman
as he approached the ledge, the sky above him fullest
he knew that his destiny was going all around
flourishing his cape, jumping faster than a speeding bullet
the little boy lodged himself into the ground.....

It's a bird, it's a plane...It's superman
added: sorry, I went a little over!
Peace




DaGyrlRemarqabL:

A tear drops on the shiny page of her magazine,
"Seventeen"..perfect eyes stare a gleam of bright green,
back in her own... She stares hard at the small waiste, unflawed face,
'til more tears trace her face, and she sees in the mirror: a disgrace.
She holds in her stomache to try and 'model' perfection,
and breaks the glass that reveals her rejected reflection.
"Who will love-me?..Guys like size two's with eyes' blue,"
"Im so ugly..so fat, having thighs like i do.."
She would say. And with that, She'd throw up every pound,
that would make her more hideous, and only "weigh her down".
And every girl on TV, body perfect in detail,
would make her skip another meal, then get back on the scale.
Now getting frail, she lost the weight,but she wasn't stopping there,
She was also losing her mind,...along with her hair..
And a piece of her heart, broke off and went up,
with every ounce of blood she continually coughed up.
Her face appeared to be caving-in,
and her rib cage poked through her pale fading-skin
She had to be thin, and fit in, but it was tough,
cuz the magazines showed her she'd never be good enough.
And since she was too blind to see the beauty in herself,
she neglected her mental and physical health,
until she didnt have to battle her body anymore,
when, weak and unmoving, she collapsed on the floor.
If only the media could have told her the truth:
(and the rest of the youth, instead of being so uncouth)
That your mind, your soul, and spiritual perserverance,
'reflect' more of one than their outward 'appearance'.
But media lies, and its pressures will equal the demise,
of young girls paying to be beautiful, at the cost of their lives

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