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Heroes and Crooks

Late night, suffering through another moody late night the topic on my mind tonight, irrelevant but appropriate originating in the contents of a song because of this Yellowcard I'm feeling another sure thing falling and as those lyrics graced my ears burying the cryptic meaning I once thought into a different perspective Why...why...oh, why why on these nights do I let music change, change me turn me back to neutral, reflecting on my previous activities reflecting about myself, the hero I've built myself up to be Now I'm up late writing hooks to describe all of these sorrow filled looks I endure and take in; the ones I pin All of these books, I've read about heroes and crooks and to my wonderment now, I'm trying to find out how... how...myself...am I, am I a crook I forbid it, I deny it, I regret it if I went that route I'm dead set on being a hero a modern day Spiderman just without the web a modern day Ironman just without the bionic suit save as many people as I possibly can whether they need a shoulder to cry on, advice for a personal problem some entertainment, a cure for boredom, a lullaby anything, anything they could possibly need just try and lend a helping hand, do the best I can free of charge, nothing in return Please don't tell me I'm something less please don't tell me I'm something else Even though I feel like a cheater, crook, criminal I still strive to be a hero: tall, golden, significant but I'm still falling behind on the simplest tasks it's like I'm in a steel wake behind an electric fence My thoughts have painted that calculated portrait A hero I know I belong in the image, in the scenary in the cold, calming effect of an eclipsing stone statue in honor of me the trophy room filled with my accomplishments but for now, I'm satisfied with being a zero full of anger, of love, of fight, no hate an ambush of failure circulating my aura Crook; I've tried not to become one not to succumb, not to be undone a martyr to myself an image to excel, an image of inspiration an obstacle to overcome Life...life is the obstacle to overcome

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