Hero

From the first day I began to breathe,
to become a hero was all I wanted to achieve.
To be bold, and strong,
to never live long.
to be loved by all and truly revered.
to help the course of history be steered.
and the only shot I had to become one,
was lost as a shadow on the sun.
A failure I can never forgive myself for,
to never know what truly lay beyond that door.
Failure was mine,
now all I do is b***h and whine.
I have no more dreams of heroes.
My stomachs had enough of those.
its all I can take now to utter the word,
no more shall it be heard.