Guilty

Walking on the way,
I am reminded of a say,
What do you come here for,
till the end of your day.

Few make fortune,
Few die unnoticed,
few live for relations,
Few want to be remembered.

I look for the answers,
to the convoluted questions,
What would have happened,
If I would have made the opposite decisions.

some look for charity
to get rid of the guilt,
some look for humanity,
for the character they want to built.

I am the guilty too,
after all I am a human,
I have to be part of the society,
Better die unnoticed than to be rebellion.