I feel the rooftop lift away, unleashing chaos below. Observing the stars flicker and fade, I try to feign concern, though apathy reigns. No one truly cares, and perhaps no one ever will. Can’t you see it’s all slipped beyond my grasp? Our clothes often torn, our teeth often clenched, enduring as long as possible. Yet I simply can’t accept it, not at all. I just can't, I just can't accept this reality.