I look back at this distraught
regret all those battles once fought
We take pleasure in others loss
And command ourselves their boss
Have them kneel before us as loyal
Believe ourselves set to be royal
But we are foul beings of selfishness
We know it but feel helplessness
Few of us has experienced true love
Like in a flock of crows, hard to find a dove
In the night's sky a star glitters
Feeling helpless towards all the bitters
"A true hero never fails his people"
Then again, we are all feeble
Hero,villain or hybrid of the both
But dare you witness a villain's loath
Are we truly heroes do we imagine it?
Or are we villains waiting for a bomb to be lit
Believe in yourself it'll set you free
We are all heroes, to some degree