Hero

That he existed as another you, though neither of you aware
within your forced dream…put upon by yet another he…
could it be in fact, two of you simply wished to be that figure
that you un-aware of identity, wish to, would rather be?

And though, through all your arrogant rantings of what’s right
you don’t even believe them?
You know your personal antagonist all this time
is something you secret agree with…but tell yourself you cannot…

True heroes defeat themselves
knowing all along they blind themselves
accept yourself…and lead the way to the revelations
your no hero….

but the damsel in west de-nials…
sadly it is only yourself
that can be the cure…

but I am patient of course…
take your time…
trade a psychological crime against yourself

hang up the hero coat…
and understand it is yourself you are fighting against…
you poor poor little fool….

You dreamt of him…
as your enemy…but he’s just everything you wanted to be…

but heroes must stay heroes of course…a locked role you see…