I know superman.
He goes to my school.
His locker’s near mine.
I see him every day.
He grew his hair and dyed it blond.
His disguise doesn’t fool me.
His lips are like steel.
And his eyes pierce through me.
His hands are full of power.
He’s not afraid of Lex Luther.
And he’s not afraid of Kryptonite.
But I think he’s afraid of me.
Author's Note: Super old write found in one of my school notebooks.
Nice to see I was as silly then as I am now. Some things never change.