Life Live I

What is life, but a catastrophic cat-walk of memories outfitted in judgment and pride, Strung upon the high hopes of a dream, popping like balloons hung for too long in the sun. And what is a dream, but a seed planted into the brain,watered with false hopes and good intentions, Grown in a garden of ambition,because maybe I, am that one in a million. Then what is ambition, but a foothold in greed, a bookend to apathy, passion on a fraying rope, Centering around a being named 'I' because that being always deserves something. Who is I, but a dreaming ambitious entity, existing only to survive, Surviving to emulate life, committing 7 lively sins and never dying. Yet, what is it to live if 'I', is life.