I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see flaws and blemishes.
Without them everyone seems flawless.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see healing scars.
Without them those scars look like badges of honor.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see a book of negativity.
Without them those minuses become pluses.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see taunting question marks,
Without them all those seem exclamation marks.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see a city of blinding lights.
Without them those lights become beacons.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see numerous hurdles,
Without them the hurdles become stepping stones.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see a long tedious journey.
Without them the destination is only next step.

I am ordinary.
I am a superwoman.
A superwoman without glasses.
With them, I see bold and clear and harsh.
Without them I see blurry and it's all just me.

Editor: Veiled_Intellect