Hi-Flyer Pat 2

Man those problems seem so petty compared to what I've been dealing with lately, I wake up from an apocalyptic nightmare to find out I can reverse time, No biggie, I can just reach out my hand and magic happens, time to go stop crime! I mean on paper it sounds super cool like I've been created by Stan Lee, But I could've done without nightmarish vision of the world crashing down around me, What if I'm some secret government experiment on a top secret mission to infiltrate Arcadia Bay's educational infrastructure? Thanks Illuminati, And come to think of it you know who'd love being next to a giant tornado? Jim Cantore, But at least my days of missing the perfect shot are gone with my new time traveling abilities, OOH! My superhero alias can be "Max Caulfield, artistic visionary", Now if only I had a mask whenever I perform my superhero duty, Like standing up to security guard bullies or...spilling paint on Victoria, It's weird I actually know next to nothing about my power, can I fast-forward to infinity? So far I've only used it to create my own phantasmagoria, But I did save a life today, My old best friend Chloe who after five years apart is still rescuing me when I'm being attacked, Ironic that I'm the one with superpowers yet still needs to be saved, Today's been so insane I swear if it's not mountains of homework it's a gun-wielding maniac, Why can't my life just be normal again, I want to go back to innocent thoughts of "ooo sunset you're looking pretty this evening, say cheese!", And worrying about pop quizzes in science or working up the courage to talk to Mr. Jefferson, Now I'm riding passenger in my blue-headed anarchist best friend's junky pickup truck trying not to go crazy, Compared to your average teenage girl my life is strange.