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!