Supergirl

There are tears I have to cry, But why do I always cry them Alone? It makes no sense, cause when someone else weeps and Screams, I'm always there to smooth Ragged seams and turn their bad Dreams into good. But, yet again, I am alone! It would seem as if all my pleading Falls on deaf ears. All my tears are missed as if the seeing are blind! Why can't they even try? Who can hear my “battle-cry?” This world is far too big for me To be so alone. If this were a forest or a farm, No one would know if I died Or if I was willing to give myself harm. Why do I fight this war alone?! Does anyone hear me when I beg to die?! Would anyone care if I broke a bone Or split a vein in my despair? No! No one would care because Supergirl fights wars alone and Battles apart, And isn't supposed to have a Human heart! Some Supergirl I am when I'm Alone, because the tears tear into my Soul and Supergirl is just another lost And lonely girl! Once more, I have to ask, Why do I cry alone? It's almost been a year and the fire still Is all too clear! My shoulder to cry on is yet Another poet's page. When I began this, all I felt Was rage. Now, it's all I can barely Touch pen to paper and turn Ink into words. I can write until the world has No more ink or lead to offer me. I can sing and sign and recite My poetry to die, but what good Is my word when its only heard When I’m sitting on the other side? Why will they listen only after I have died? But who are you to hear the Poet's words? But who are you To see Supergirl break? No one. You couldnt care. Why are you even still listening To my words? My last words.