Disclaimer: I absolutely do not own Final Fantasy VIII or any other related stuff. I only own this poem…okay?
A/N: This is a poem, (Duh!), about Squall…and his musings as the world's savior. This is my first 'fanfiction' piece that I wrote…so have mercy!!! Please read and review!!!
HERO
I never asked to be a hero,
Someone who saves people from sorrow
I never dreamed to be…
I never wanted to be…
A damned hero
Whoever condemned me to this fate…
Is, of course, someone who I truly hate…
I was never meant to be the world's savior.
So I consider this a greatest failure…
But…even if I hate it…
I'm very glad to say this
I like the way it turned out…
Because…if this never happened…
I would be greatly saddened,
Because I never would have met…
An angel, Hyne, to me had sent…
A/N: So do you like it? The angel mentioned is, of course…who else?, Rinoa. Even if I absolutely hate her for some reason…I like the way the poem turned out. Please review this!