Defiant me

The million lines I write

do quite not utter my words

and the thousand listening ears

do all but learn my thoughts

The million hearts I chased

were all without love to give

for the thousand dreams that died

were mine and mine alone

The faces million I crossed

won't remember me at all

cause the thousand lives I shared

did not count for a lot

I stare, I know

I see you now

Oh life, as you ought to be
but never do think

I'll give you up

or on the defiant me


The best part about life is that it doesn't seem to have a last. Neither words or dreams.