Kryptonite ~contest~

It's sweet that you consider me,
your very own super man.
But through the cracks I'm starting to see,
that super man can't stand.

Super man can't stand on his own two feet,
which is why he resorts to flying.
And when he's alone with no tragedy to meet,
he sits in his room crying.

Too many expectations,
hopes and dreams.
I've got so many obligations,
and yet no one hears my screams.

Who will come to save me?
Is there any such man?
Is there any such being,
Who is strong enough to save super man?

I'm faltering now oh dearest,
and I can't see the light.
To pain I have come nearest,
and no one to save me in sight.

What happend to all those years,
those years of helping you.
Wiping away all those tears,
and now there's nothing you can do?

I admit I'm not some super hero,
and I can't fly off towers.
I can't mend this broken heart,
Because I don't have the superpowers.

But all that I had is fading away,
Because you got hold of my kryptonite.
And now it's my turned to saved today,
but there's no one to save me in sight.