To the one who's reading this:
Will you not change?
End of chapter; in with the new.
Never ever give your dreams up.

Thinking about things that you miss.
You're the only star of the stage.
The things you need and want
Will always be under your cup.

Only you decides your fate.

One has seen too much of a sight
When she came into the matter called Life.
Thinking she is a goddess, you might.
The perfection, you say, of her is rife.

Leaves fall so slow every time when one's with her.
Those windows of her soul makes one melt.
Her skin is as smooth as the phoenix's feather.
Those touches give one chills when once felt.

Even those strands like silk entangles one.
Ponder Eden when smelling its fragrance.
Light may be brought to one when there's none.
In darkness, one will hold her with opportunity's chance.

Longing for her to come back again to one
When possessing her forever has been undone.

Humans knew not so long ago,
The potential of the mankind
That it has no end of the row,
But minds and flesh that bind.

Every summit has its journey
So, most seek for this peak.
Yet they, humans, let things be
And over time they felt sick.

Chasing this end of the road
So hard, it seems impossible.
Settling looks like it is a better node,
Thus, these people need a call.

Even the word impossible
say, "I'm possible."
For as long as humans persist,
The limit does not exist.