half a page of hurt
and the other half of memories
all these words that i blurt
have you as my nemesis
what was i thinking when i let you in
or was i thinking at all
because since then all i have been
is a mess of flaws and falls
regret i deeply the moment i saw you
hate it when you smiled at me
because i had no clue
that i will be bound even as you let me free
why do i have this pathetic taste in men
since the beginning to the very end
some sing songs for me the others write
some make me feel good the others fight
some are direct as ****
the others simply try their luck
some want to be my forever
the others are happy with whatever
but all along i have  paid a hell lot of price
to be adored and attracted to is a vice
but you know what's even worse

-it's the inability to like someone who loves me and my ability to love someone who doesn't even like me

but one day no man will matter
none will i want to flatter
for i will be too busy making my dreams come true
so there'll be no place for the likes of you
and i will be the woman  who is-
super **** yet classy as hell
risen after everytime she fell
strong and stable
and extremely capable
-a  .s.u.p.e.r.w.o.m.a.n.
who'd never need a superman