the tears drip clear

as he looks in the mirror


the boy he once was

is fading into shadows

doesn't matter what he does

no matters of his powers


each tear is a tear in his mask

and his mask is going to be a whole sheet

he doesn't want to be weak; is that too much to ask?

he'll fix it; he won't miss a beat


hands shaking

everyone's waiting


please don't fade out on me

A/N: sorry i haven't been on lately; my summer's been busy.