Hero

Life is filled with misery and sorrow

Why can't you accept it?

And cease trying to be a fearless hero

But an ego trip you've gone and you try to mask it.

Whose life are you going to save,

When there's no ransom on your head?

But yet you roam on this spherical grave,

Surrounded by the living dead.

Gloating over the small feats you've accomplished

Undefeatable wars,visible,are raging but you carry on so ignorant

Soon to foolishly perish

Your eyes only see repeated victory.A mistake on your slate that's redundant.