My hero
My hero
Ik moest een stukje schrijven over de held in je leven. Dit is de mijne, ook al bestaat hij niet echt omdat het een karakter is uit een verhaal.
My hero didn't do anything for me
but he is still my hero
Because he taught me something
by being how he should be
My hero didn't have an easy life
as he lost his only home
Both his parents died before his eyes
which cut into his heart like a knife
When he got hurt he lost his vision
and was only helped by one girl
A girl who pitied herself a lot
and my hero made a decision
He showed how happy one can be
because he wanted to repare her
He cracked a joke and put on a smile
and together they traveled the endless sea
Because pain and suffering are a fact
but missery is just optional
My hero wanted to enjoy his time
and keep her and his own spirit in tact
My hero was completely blind
when they found what the girl sought for
She promised to bring him a doctor
and left him standing behind
She just came back a tad to late
and saw the cruelty of men on time
When my hero was crushed to death
and met his long planned fate
And the girl cried over her lost friend
as she felt a piercing pain in her heart
She knew her pain couldn't compare with his
and finally knew what his message meant
How much you can sob and weep
no problem will be solved by it
Just try to see a sparkling in darkness
as there is always some happiness to keep
This is my hero's brave story
and the person I want to resemble
And though no one sees him as a hero
I think he deserves his own glory
And though I find his ending sad
I keep reminding myself one thing
he might have ended up dead
but everyone's story ends up like that
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