Chapter#2: What Really Matters?

It's last of my energy,

It's last of my strength.

There is always an anger, and there always will be.

Perfections is for gods, and mistakes are the one all humans built on.

I am non a coward, but I accept my defeat.

You can move on as you are, I don't judge.

I won't be there either.

I will just watch all fade away, as agreed to never interrupt, never to interfere.

I am good and I am bad.

But it's upto you to judge what you prefer.

I am the wind, I am the breeze,

You might feel cold but I carry the life.

I am unappologetic, I am firm,

It's you who never appreciated, you never value.

But me, I am the air, you might cease to exist,

I will keep providing the essence for all life to persist.

It's last of my energy,

Its last of my strenght.

You are a miniscule among the world with tyrant.

(A Memory of Unachievable Thoughts-Chapter:02)