~Little Canary~

She wasn't really lonely when she was a child,

until that day when she discovered her power

at the cost of almost deafening her first grade class.

After that,

even with her mother and her colleges always around her,

she always felt like she was walking through darkness with no sign of light.

Year after year,

she grew from a little girl to a beautiful woman.

She went around saving innocent people with her cry,

and eventually joining the Justice League.

There she met the man of her love,

Oliver Queen a.k.a. Green Arrow.

The man filled her life for the most part,

but there was still a little part of her still wandering.

Then another team was form,

all the members only children.

She reached out to them instantly,

especially the little boy-the son- of Superman,

so she could try and prevent the loneliness that still eats away at her.

But still the loneliness came.

When the boy dressed in red,

the boy everyone thought they knew,

became known as only a copy of the original

and a tool to bring down the League.

It hurt,

knowing that her black colored wings

couldn't save the little children

from hurt,

from death,

from lies,

from betrayal,

from loneliness.

It hurt,

knowing that could end up like her.