Why do we do this?
Why do we always push ourselves even when we’re already exhausted? That even when it’s impossible that we keep on trying?
Is it our humanity?
Or maybe we already know.
Know that it’s impossible but we keep on trying because we hope that we can make a change, that we can make a difference, that we’re special.
Is it just arrogance?
What is it that drives us to do the things we do? Or maybe it’s our eternal struggle to find happiness because in the end all we want to be is…