I Am No Ones Hero
To wish of hope
Is nothing more than a joke
I feel as though a dope
Never mind why I feel this way
I just wish I knew
How to cope
The thoughts come with a stampede
For which I have no rope
That I can use to corral them
I wish that I could harness
The power of the thoughts
That stampede through my mind
If I could
I would be a champion
A champion of what though
For I am no ones hero
I am not strong enough
Nor am I tough enough
For the stampeding thoughts
That rage in my mind
For they are a bunch of rough necks
I just wish that I could cope
For there is no hope
For me I am lost
For the grim reaper is here
I can't pay the cost
To collect yet another soul
A soul lost
Richard K. Wilcox
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