[Verse 1]

Little boy wide-eyed, staring at the sky

watching the shooting stars pass him by

The wind howls harder, and he tries to hang on

Afraid that all his wishes will be gone

Swallowing those lies

Oh he cries

[Chorus]

I know I'm not Superman

I know I'm not great

But if you would just take my hand

it isn't too late

I know you're sinking fast and feel so alone

But I promise that you and me together we'll build a home

We'll build a home

[Verse 2]

Little girl wide-eyed, looking at the moon

hoping that her Superman will get here soon

Waiting on a miracle a little too late

Hoping that she hasn't sealed her fate

Oh, and she lies

I hear her cries

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

We lie and say the world is full of capes

But we still feel the pain of all our scrapes

I may not be a hero or have anything to gain

Just take my hand, and we can share the pain

Together

Forever

[Bridge Chorus]

Cause I know I'm not Superman

I know I'm not great

But if you would just take my hand

it isn't too late

I know you're sinking fast and feel so alone

But I promise that you and me together we'll build a home

We'll build that home

Oh, we'll be together forever

Cause I know, I'm not superman

and know I'm not great

but if you would just take my hand

it isn't too late

Hey everyone!  I've been neglecting to update my poetry collection for a bit. I apologize. This poem was a late-night inspiration, and I have no idea where it came from. I wrote this one in the form of a song. It's from my book Summer Tempest. Either way, I wanted to let this poem into the world. You are important. You don't need a superhero to rescue you from your problems, but it's always best to have someone there. It isn't too late. If you like this poem, let me know. It means the world to me to know there's a reader.

---Eliana