𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓼

..? 𝓢𝓾𝓻𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓸𝓻

𝓛𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝔀, 𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵

The reasons to it are so insignificant that a hero or villain would either laugh or cry

A hero would never give away what they love most in order to save the day

No, they'd find a way to save that, what they cherish, and the world at the same time

They'd never sacrifice the world for what they love, or what they love for the world

And a villain, a real one, would never give what they love for a chance at the world

To have it in their clutches, yes, they'd give the world, but not whom or what they love.

Atleast, that's what we're told.

I gave my love and every bit of hope with it in order to save the entire society

I let loose my dreams and my forwardness to a bright future for all of them

But they turned back on me and shuned me because I lost one, to save the rest

I wanted to curl and die, I lost everything, every last bit of it that I had, to give them a prosper life

A 'thank you', would've been adequate, but no, exile and outcast I was forced to suffer

A villan they called me, the worst of them all.

There's a saying that goes, 'Villains aren't born. They're made.'

And so are heroes, there are actions that one releases that forge all those around them

Some become villains, to kill and demand pay for what was done to them

Some become heroes, to prevent it from happening to else

Some of us, we become nothing, outcasted and unloved, forced to loose all we cared for

With no one to help us make through loss. They expect redemption and a fantasy happy ending.

Yet for who? For us who payed the highest of prices, to give the value to the rest, just for said to throw it our face?

For who is the revenge sought? For us who lost it all, to give you all, for you to then take all we could've had?

We curl up and die, the only hopes held in our hearts and minds and souls fade away as quick as they came.

We give it all, loose all, expecting a mere welcome in return for saving you ungrateful sinners.

Instead we're left on our own, left to either become a hero or a villain, and prove we've been judged wrong.

And some of us, choose neither. After all the pain, the shunning, the silence.

We cope with loss in our own way, neither a hero, or a villain.

A survivor.