Before I met her I was a pathetic man
only sixteen and already hooked on *******,
Doing terrible things for a living,
letting the past surround me like a shadow.
Always keeping others a bay

But then this whisp of a girl
a new teenager of thirteen,
she came plundering in
all left feet and no grace.
Talking to much, spoke her mind.
Stood tall where others hid.

She Smashed down the walls
I had so proudly Built.
She dared to speak of things
that the others shy'd away from.

She didnt put up with my ****.
Refused to believe I wasnt better then this.
She poked and she proded,
until I finally opened up.

She took this loner,
this cold hearted soul
she brought back the child within me
that I thought was forever lost.

Pandora has her hold on me.
She may be my sister,
But she is so much more.
She is my savior
She is my strength

My Hero