I want to be a Hero....

An ideal hero doesn't complain about his fate. All his actions are for the greater good. Sadly, I am not that ideal hero.

The selfless hero that everyone loves has a quiet mouth. He doesn't complain about the burden bestowed upon him. Epitomizing a man, he accepts everything evident and solves it, regardless the adversity. He knows that he will not necessarily succeed at every endeavor, but he is willing to take that risk for the greater good. Is it bravado? No. It is bravery. It is selflessness and valor that makes him a true hero.

I would like to be a hero. I would like get rich. I would like to be a better son. Then again, there are just too many things I would like. I for one, know that I am no hero. I can't stop bitching about everything that goes wrong. I can't accept the inevitable, let alone find a way to palliate it. Why can't I accept the indisputable truth? Do I fear the truth? No. I already know the undeniable truth. In essence, I fear that I will not get what I want. Therefore, I am selfish.

I struggle to be a hero, to do what is best for everyone, but I am too damn selfish to do what is right and for the better. Only with me is there a complicated story worth telling. I am the villain of this story.