I've been beaten down a lot
I've crashed many times
I tried to build plots
But couldn't compose a fitting rhyme
My heart's been broken
My lungs have lost air
My mind's been shaken
I had sense of despair
But I have grown stronger
In the dark I've found light
Turned a superhero from a stranger
I've buried down my old kryptonite

I've suffered many tastes of pain
At times I also bleed
I've felt that touch of the rain
That wash away your creed
I've been in quarantine
There are scars on my skin
I'm no John Constantine
I can't fight demons and their​ kin
But I have been patient
Waiting for my probable right
I'm unknown of the imminent
But I'm powerful than my old kryptonite.