Sometimes I think there’s a hero inside of me A part of me that wants to save them all To protect my friends And stop untimely fictional deaths Then there’s the days where I can’t even save myself So I don’t think it’s possible ‘Cause how can you save someone From what’s already happened How can you save someone That’s already doomed Harsh words That were spat out in fury Heard by the one who would hurt the most A beautifully written scene Read by many, whose hearts broke Who stained the pages with their tears And begged for the impossible So it would seem that it’s not possible To save everyone, oh dear So, sorry to the hero inside of me But there is no hero here I couldn’t save my friends Or the characters that aren’t real But how could you expect me to When on some days I can’t even feel.
~hiddengirl75
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Wandering with me 