I work to be your hero—
to be the light at the end of your tunnel—but you make it so difficult. You think you have all the answers—that’s what everyone thinks at least—but you know you don’t. I see that now. You’re just trying to live your life. You don’t need me anymore—at least not like you use to. I’ll always work to be your hero, but maybe, now it’s your turn. Go be my light at the end of my tunnel.