"What's the point? Waking up, get dressed, eat, going to school, study, coming back to home, doing homework, talk with friends, then going to bed and starting all over. What's the point? what's the point of going to college and study, graduating, and getting a job, having money, having wisdom, but What' the point of having wisdom? time will come, when you stop breathing air, when you stop touching those colorful flowers in your garden, time will come when you stop kissing on cheek to your lover, you will lay in bed, paralysed and dreaming of all of these were forever, thinking about what was the point of getting up everyday and doing everything all over again, getting up and study, work, doing chores, what was the point of living? if its not permanently, then why do we started in a first place? if it was written at the beggining that we were leaving all of these things why do we even started this.

To get heartbroken at the end? To regret that now we are gonna leave all of this? what was the purpose? to go in dark? again? just how we started? What's the point of havin a little colorful moment in the middle when we still returning to the place where we came from. Why? why cant we stay? why can't we stay here forever? it's like someone or something is testing us. but FOR WHAT? we still gonna close our eyes, and we will get lost in darkness....again