i was never destined
to be the hero.
i have always known that.
i am not made of
the things heroes are made up of.
i never have been.
i don't have an iron will,
i don't have an unbending courage.
i am not brave.
i am not fierce.
i am not fiery.
i am not a hero.
i always tried to find myself.
for a while i toyed with being the villain.
but villainy is not for me.
i could burn the world down,
but what use have i for a world of ashes?
i will settle for being the sidekick.
there is nothing wrong with sidekicks.
i was always destined
to be the sidekick.
i was never destined
to be the hero.
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
