Nobody's Hero

Some of you have told me I'm your hero,
but honestly I'm nobody's hero.
I've lost a soul.
I just couldn't save her.
I feel responsible in some way and a failure.

If I told you the truth
I know You won't believe me.
I guess I'll tell you anyway.
I am nobody's hero.

I was in darkness too.
The exact same spot as you all.
I could barely get out on my own.
Doesn't this show
I am nobody's hero.

No matter how many times I say it,
you all go against me.
You tell me I'm your hero.
You tell me I'm your savior.
You tell me I'm the one you look up to.
I find it so hard to believe though.

Yet again,
I'll say it one last time.
I am nobody's hero.
I'm not deserving of the title.
I've done nothing for you.

You don't care what I think.
You know a hero when you meet one.
I am a hero you say,
but not just any hero,
but your hero.

Every time you tell me I'm your hero I rejoice inside.
Because I know I've done something right.
Deep down I may feel like a hero,
but on the surface
I feel like nobody's hero.

I am nobody's hero.
Why?
Because I never really had any of my own.
I find it too good to be true.
Being a hero shows me how far I've come.
Saying I am nobody's hero is me asking myself
"do I really want to get well?"
For now my answer will be the same:
I am nobody's hero.