I dream of snow
While you dream of bats
But I live here

You fight the wicked
But I am evil
And I only have to fight myself

You come out of darkness
When I do hide
From all the fears I hide inside

They call upon you
At the sight of danger
While I’m desperately trying to save myself
From harm

I love it when you jump
From the buildings of Gotham
For I am afraid of heights

But I envy you most
For the fact
That you are not real and alive

You never have to live
This jungle
And you never have to die