Remembering who we are

I have no tears, but feel like crying. Dissatisfied with this Even knowing that I can have something much more better Than this mere mode of life that anyone desires For me it is neutral, a balance between the good and the evil A kind of thing that will never go ahead Never in such a good way Never full of happiness but anxiety Anxiety of thinking about a near future In which happiness is not going to be present If I had had the opportunity to go back in time Anything would have been started There would be nothing right now but fate Predestination and time are the only who in believe in They will decide what is about to happen I have no tears, but pain No regret but sorrow But a grief hindering to advance To achieve happiness To fulfill an essential need