Tears fall freely but soon dry out,

Eyes look clearly but not for long,

I think I hear everything....but I don't.

The people all around me don't matter....because in the end I'll be alone.

What's the point if we're just going to be rotten bodies in the end anyway?

Why go through such pain?

Why do we live?

Out of all the planets, all the oxygen that formed....why make only us?

What's the point of our existence when we'll all destroy ourselves anyway?

We are selfish little things that have no clue what's around them....

they see but they don't believe.

They don't believe in magic,

in things out of this world,

when they're right in front of us.

We fight for such other but we should be fighting together.

We are heartless, we are destructive.

So if I'm so tired of this and so broken...

What's the point of this?