Life - It's like the air we breathe.

To live, you need "air".
It's as simple as that.
No love, no money.
Only about health, you care.

Do we really love?
Or just fascinated by the idea?
Or is it about lust.
Or the insecure dove?

Poverty and loneliness
Is by choice.
Find your trampoline.
And rise above restlessness.

In the end,
Only words stay.
Your actions are always forgotten.
You gasp the air making the death sound.