"Needles don't hurt after awhile,"
Thought a woman of great revamp,
"Although being injected with whatever
makes me feel less of a champ. 

This man beside me 
thinks he's a diagnosicion.
Although in my opinion,
he emanates great suspicion."

Slowly gaining strength,
as the man walks out of the room,
I flex here and there,
realizing I'm a bit short of doom.

The straps locking my position 
aren't as strong-held as they seem.
All I must do is wiggle a bit,
the straps will break and I will beam.

Free at last, with doctors yelling,
I hobble towards the door.
They mob up all around me,
telling me to go back, then do nothing more.

They ask me my name,
which brings memories back.
"My name is Alice, and I remember everything."
Then I start to attack.

"These powers are magnificent,
I'm Stronger than before,
These powers are magnificent,
to that which I adore.

These powers are magnificent,
zombies flood through the door.
I kick and punch around me,
and they all drop to the floor.