Inert Revenge

Days has gone away. They hide behind the past, and we can't get them back. But we learn with them. With each one of them.
And for the past years, I've learnt none of us are perfect. Not even our family, not at all. They're not always right, as we believed before.
But as we get older, things start to be clear in our minds. And we built our opinions, and move on with our lives. None of us are perfect. Not even me. I can't punish people for their mistakes, 'cause I got my owns. But I feel like it. I truely feel.