Hero
I have no role model,
No hero to worship.
But if I did, I'd never leave their side.
I would want to grow up to be just like him.
Or her.
And in this worship,
I would come to rely on the hero to save the day.
Such that when the time came for me to rise,
I would quiver and shrink away.
I have no role model,
No hero to worship.
I will grow,
Independent,
And I will learn my strengths.
My weaknesses though present,
Will be hidden beneath.
Although I may not succeed on first try,
I still believe in trial by fire.
Copyright © Mike A. | Year Posted 2015
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