You weren’t the Hero I was looking for.
You didn’t risk, wouldn’t fight.
Not once, you tried.
Just ran. (Means lied.)
I was my own Hero then.
Risked everything. (Or tried.)
Naked. Baring Soul.
Vulnerable, was I.
You stabbed me once.
Then fled.
I cried.
I bled.
Yet still I breathe.
Still I fight.
Still I rise.
Who lost this Battle?
Not I.
(Not I.)