He walked down the road To nowhere. Nothingness in his eyes, Honey in his hips… As he’s waltzing away from me. And he’s empty. He’s not going to get very far Without speaking to me. Needs it more than he knows. It’s just that he Is a staggering bound Of emotion, And he’s beginning to see I’m the only one who understands them; And that scares him. So he runs away, To nowhere. The final form of destination has never Truly mattered, He just wants to prove The absolute power Wrong. I can’t stop his destructive cycle- I can’t save him from his own actions. Everyone knows this to be true, But no one seems to enforce The fact that You can’t be everyone's hero. And I was never trying to be.