Look to the heavens and find a million dreams. Sing to the stars and find no answers. Wish on a star you think will never be, go to hell, and lie in flames. Cry to the rivers, and stare into a reflection you think is nothing. Wish away a broken dream, and still find it. Cut yourself to hide sorrow, and eat to find comfort. Starve yourself to hide your fear. Cover the truth with makeup and still find reality, and still dwell in guilt. Smoke and drink a few times to hide the past, and reface it the next day and still doubt the truth.
Do all this for what?