What if it’s all a hoax? What if the man in the sky don’t care anymore and there’s no such thing as kindness? What if I am forever doomed to believe there’s something else, something more, something other than this? Something that makes life lovable? What if the depts are endless and I am lost in the search of things that do not exist?
What if the only universe is me? What if the only steps I have to take are mine?