What is worth
When it all falls apart
And nothing stays
And words feel empty
And moments feel fake
What is reality
When nothing makes sense
When everything echoes into silence
And loops back into the beginning
Like you never moved at all
What is hope
When it’s based on false assumptions
And only lives to oppose anxiety
To keep us moving forward
And latch on to nothing
What is life
When all of it is gone
And all of it is hollow
And the more we know
The less we do