I can't touch the sky

I tried to touch the sky,
I tried to feel alive,
I tried to meet all the things are around me.
I tried to be happy,
feeling the wind in my hair
or feeling the grass in my skin.
I tried to be someone who loves life.

Now, I can understand that I fall,
so I can't touch the sky,
and I can see
that I'm not the person who thinks that is happy,
and she can feel the wind in her hair,
the grass in her skin,
the life in her heart.

So, what I'm going to do?
Nothing, because
I don't have anything to feel.

It's too late.