No One Cares About Superman

I’ve saved the day… so many
with a cape that’s now tattered and torn
bullets are starting to pierce me
with an ego that is badly worn

I do not wear any more disguises
for there’s no glory I ever sought to claim
people still pass on by me
and take no notice of this hero’s pain

go on and send up your beacon
these wounds are barely healed
from the kryptonite of being forgotten
a power that strongly wields

no one cares about Superman
does he hurt, bleed, or even cry
only, until one day needs saving
and he no longer wants to fly

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