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Jun 2012
I wanted to be a superhero
so I put on a mask
but I could not see.
How could I encourage others
not to fear
when I could not show my face?

I wanted to be a superhero
so I put on a cape
but tripped up the stairs.
Why should I wear a cape
when I cannot fly?

I wanted to be a superhero
but saw black and white
instead of grey.
What do I do when it doesn’t fit
in one or the other?

I wanted to be a superhero
so I had to learn
what justice meant to me
and what it meant to others,
when to lend a hand
and when to take it back.
I had to learn about myself
before I could understand others.
And learn that a hero
is not always seen as such.
Written by
Paige Miller
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