A poem derived from the word, Untouchable is me basically letting go of the desire.
It’s times like these that one has to realize
Being untouchable is impossible, here’s where the truth lies
I once dreamed about this aspect. I wanted the power
To bend life to my will, every second, minute, and hour
Maximizing my ability, I realize that no matter what
There’s someone better, no if, and, or but
Why, then, does this aspiration loom in my head?
Why do I want to be untouchable? Just be Los instead
Happiness is a solemn concept, one that is worth the strive
Strive for that
Cuz trying to be untouchable will fail at the drop of a hat