Happiness and success, breathes still

Reviewing past, analysing present,
incompetence is palpable.
Happiness is there,
mild hopes too.
But go down.
As I proceed.
And someone,
in my inner-conscious,
remarks then.
What have you achieved?
To interpret happiness or success.
No; No; No. Nothing.
Umpteen times, say I.
Turbulent present welcomes,
the frightened future.
And a silver lining, though thin,
but pronounce,
'Life is there, still
happiness and success,
breathes still.'