My hero is not a like the rest, mine has changed over the years.
A 5years old would say a cartoon creation, children are inanest, they don’t know my pain.
At the age of 9 its manly a fiction carter from moves, but there not real, they are only imaginary.
As a teen we don’t use hero’s in every day life, there to child like.
I do not have a hero, I’m driftnet than them.
Mine is not fiction. Mine is not real.
I cant feel your skin any more.
You are not here.
You left me alone, in the cold