Some Kind Of Hero Poem by Kelvin Rush

I'm shocked that you see me as some kind of hero
I'm disillusioned at best my confidence is zero
What you see through your eyes is not how I feel
Your interpretation is not factual or real

I suffer in silence I have no control
I attract hate and violence I'm at war with my soul
Look through my eyes if you want to feel pain
I fall and then rise it's all part of the game

I don't need your sympathy or emotional words
I don't hear any symphony or fly high with the birds
I'm enigma in waiting not a child or a priest
There's no point in debating if I'm famine or feast

Don't hold me or love me or shed more tears
Don't waste your time feeding off my fears
One day you will go through your own personal hell
Some kind of hero in a fragile shell