Hetalia Feels

Fallen Hero (P)

Warnings for: self hatred, self sacrifice, and implied/referenced gun violence.
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I am no hero.
I will never be
The hero I wish I was.

I am worthless.
A waste of space.
Using up oxygen,
And hurting the ones I care about

So, on this day,
I will try to be the hero
That I am not.
By sacrificing
Myself,
To save my family.
To save everyone I care about.
Will I be a hero when I'm gone?

I know most countries hate me.
I don't have many friends.
They won't mourn me,
They will rejoice.
For who would mourn
Someone who isn't
What they say they are?

Who would mourn
Someone worthless like me?
Will they ever see me as a hero?
Will they cry, when I'm gone?
Or will they smile?

I smile,
Hoping that my smile
Brightens up someone's day.
But all I want to do
Is cry
Until I can't cry any more.

My last moments,
Spent running
In front of the bullet
Meant for another.

They will think
It was an accident.
Truly, though,
I was meant to die.
This is just...
An excuse.
So that they don't ever
Know the pain I felt
Just by being alive.

My body jerks
As I take the bullet.
I fall into a canyon,
The voices of other countries
Ringing in my ears.

I will die flying.
I will die smiling.
All the while,
Trying to be the hero
That I will never be.

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America's poem! Was this bad? Good? Requests? Hope you enjoyed! Bai~

~Weirdanimewriter out!

Character: America.