I hang up my cape
Fold away my costume
And while a smile lives on my face
I tear off my skin
and I burn the rest
Now I am just a skeleton
who wanders the city
who relives old memories
who watches everyone else
Their blurry eyes become gray
So oxygen swallows them whole
Now my bony fingers begin art
And glass breaks on the floor
because I am spineless
Just like the rest of them