You say that I'm crazy,but look around you.
Is this not chaos?
People running scared by my face alone.
Could you honestly say that I
am crazy?
The city needs me to balance out--
so you, the winged freak will not get the blame.
I love doing what I do.
I honestly enjoy being limitless.
Don't you?
Laws so not pertain to freaks like us,
but I'm not about to join you.
We are polar opposites when it comes down to it--
you, a pitiful, tortured shell of a man,
and me, a most notorious villain, chalked full of surprises.
The kids root for me.
The people want to be me. Not you.
Being good is so boring--being bad is life's delight.
Maybe you should try it some time.
You might as well--you're just as much as a freak
to the city as I am.
Loosen that silly plastic cape and feel free for once.
I cannot lie--it will change you.
7/19/08

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