Superman

First off I found this picture I thought it was really funny, but I don't believe it one bit.  For those that know me know that I have hated Superman most of my life, but it wasn't until this year I realized that he is the man I aim to be.  He always sees the good in people, tries to help everyone in the world, is selfless and never gives up.  His weakness is a piece of rock from his home planet, and this year I have found my kryptonite, and sadly it is embedded in me.  Fear.  Fear that I won't accomplish what I want to in my life, fear that I will just be a nobody, rather than a somebody.  But through my friends and family they give me the strength to pick up my pen, and fight against the kryptonite to continue writing.  A few of you who read this have single handily sewn my cape and placed it on me, and without you I would of never known what it likes to metaphorically fly.  Be so high in the air looking down on the world, and trying my very hardest to bring all my friends and family up with me.  So without further ado, i give you my second poem, Superman.

Superman

We all have our secret identities.

People who we pretend to be.

There's always a side of us that we are afraid for others to see.

Some are afraid to show others they have a heart and care.

Some have a big enough heart. love is all they bare.

And some pretend to have a heart that is no longer there.

I wear my heart on my chest and in plain sight.

So it never falls out of the light.

I know what is wrong and I know what is right.

And my endgame is always in sight.

I may not be human but I now know what is like to be one of you.

I wish love and happiness were the only emotions that I knew true.

But like you I have shed tears too, tears that are blue.

I can lift many things, but my greatest strength comes from my heart.

My parents knew this, knew this from the start.

My family raised a man who will always fly high in the sky.

But they also raised a man who knows it is ok to cry.

Dreams and fantasies who do you want to be.

Would you soar in the sky with me?

We all have a hero in us.

To find it we must learn who to love and who to trust.

You must live with the goal hero or bust.

Never settle for staying on the ground.

Down on this little dirt mound.

Aim for the sky, true and blue.

I know for a fact that you have it in you.

So here's my challenge to all that read this.

Not really a challenge more like a wish.

Fly high in the sky.

Always try.

For then you and I can soar in the big open blue.

Because at that exact moment I will know what it is like to be flying with you.