[.x.] It's a bird. it's a plane it's...a...Supers(sad)girl?[.x.]

WIND HER UP WIND HER UP.
Here she goes, oh boy watch out.
She's getting ready to burst.
Comming atchha, without a doubt.

She's just  supergirl.
So Powerful so great.
Beautiful and caring.
So cute and lightweight.

Her abilities include many.
Mindreading, healing. Fire.
So many great things to do.
Parts that you and I acquire.

But she's a different type of girl.
Not living a perfect life.
Going home to nobody; nothing.
Living a time of sad and fright.

Instead of her superMAN.
Giving her love and care.
He beats and bruises.
Bestowing a large scare.

Her powers seem so meek.
She feels nothing but worthless.
No smiles nor happy days.
Just blood stains on her dress.

This supergirl, lost in a world.
Gives up everything on hope.
With nothing to guide her.
She doesn't know how to cope.

I'm sorry. I forgot to mention
The power that she's missing.
Up that skyscraper building.
Her life she isn't reminscing.

Crossing her pure heart.
Sadly hoping to die.
Jumping off that building.
Because she can't fly.