Hero

Do you ever get so tired of this life,
Watching it go by full of strife,
Without being able to let yourself go free,
And become the hero you desire to be?
Because when you forget that hero inside of you,
It begins to fade away as if on a que,
Because this balance of the world you reside on will tilt you,
Until your down on your knees screaming 'why?'
You want someone to rescue you away,
But this is not the day.
So instead you are forced to face the turmoil that is life,
And see the pain that stabs us again and again like a bitter knife.
Ever scar tells a story,
And in all our glory,
We forgot how to truly live,
And we only focus on trying to survive.
We scrap by as if it's okay,
But now we lay-
Wishing for a hero to save us all-
But behind our wall of pride we will all begin to fall.
We slowly break to pieces,
And we our pride is starting to decrease.
We feast on those who can no handle it no more,
And everything rocks us to our core.
All we see is the misery of this land,
But maybe one day we'll see past the blood stained sand,
And maybe one day we'll do more than just survive,
And we'll maybe live.