life is worthless

Life is a prison without walls, a cruel illusion that forces us to move forward without ever giving us a real reason to do so. Every day, we breathe, we struggle, we suffer only to satisfy the primitive instincts carved into our cells. We are nothing more than biological puppets, slaves to our genes, programmed to repeat the absurd cycle of reproduction and survival over and over again.

Nothing truly belongs to us. Not our bodies, not our thoughts, not even our desires. Everything is dictated by a blind program, indifferent to our pain. We are born without choosing to, we grow up collecting wounds and disillusionment, and in the end, we fade away forgotten, replaced, insignificant