True Life: I Have Batman Syndrome

Tue, 10/01/2013 - 04:36 -- Opie


A Shelter
United States

 Why must I insist on trying to be superman?

I can’t save these hoes.

Gotham will always be at risk, but I love the adrenaline rush.

I’ve seen her suffer too long and I’d give my life to keep that smile.

No recognition required

this is just how I get off.

You can’t save these hoes.

I don’t have a type but all mine have something in common.

Damaged and used

but I see potential.

I strive to provide finer things like Mr. Wayne.

I am a diamond dreamer

I only find stones.


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