So I'm the...

I'm the stolen soldier. The soldier that measures himself not by the steps he takes, but by the steps he can take after he's taken his last.

I'm the foregone conclusion. I'm what's still fighting after everyone has decided it's over.

I'm the hate. I'm the hate that hates to does anything but love.

I'm the hero. I'm the hero that fights the fights that need fighting, not just the fights that I can win.

I'm the sharpshooter. I'm the one that refuses to miss by sheer will.

I'm the poet. The one that tries, but still enjoys his own prose even if no one else does. Or enjoys it even if it was written while he was really "really" drunk.

But if you got this far.

You are the reader, that really needs something else to do.