Why does my name leave these lips
With such a pitch and tone
To liken me with the things so amazing?
I have not done anything for you.
Never have I even tried.
I have never deserved praise of such kind
From these faces bearing lost names.
I only ever tried to keep a smile,
But that was not enough for you or them.
For thinking such happy thought,
And treating others as equal -if not greater-
You meet me like a hero.
But I relent.
Not enough was done by my hands;
Surely there is another you can find who has worked much harder?
I never was -and never will be- your savior.
I am just a man like you.
If I spread joy, it is not by my might.
I AM NO HERO.
IF I HAVE EVER HELPED YOU ONCE,
DO NOT HELP ME.
I DO NOT DESERVE SUCH THINGS.
FOR WHAT I THINK, IS WHAT MY ACTIONS DESTROY.
Behind this veil of a kind heart,
There floats the sinister whisper.
While I try to make life better,
I am paying for my hideous thoughts committed.