What happens when we lose our faith in the things that we used to believe in? In the things that we used to put our trust to?
There are things that made us believe that we could dream and reach them. But today, things just seem dimmer. It just appears like everything is a fake and everything was a joke -- a lie. This happens everytime.
Is there no azenith? Is there no sky? I have never been there, and does it really exist? Is it only an illusion? What is the use of hoping anymore?
It seems like giving up is the best solution. It appears that to move away is the wisest option. It's not productive anymore.