She lives in the city. The silence was so loud she stopped listening. But it was too loud, she can't escape. It was too hard, she stopped trying. She lives in the crowd. Living in unusual normality. She tried to stop, but she just can't. The crowd's strength too much for her. The city was lively, she was dead inside. No one could help but herself, but what if she herself has lost the will? The crowd loves too much, they hate each other. Funny how things go, that she couldn't understand her own feelings. Does she love, or, hate? The time changes, she laughed inside. She laughed at those who pretend, those who lie. She laughed at those who hate, those who love. She laughed at everyone. Not realizing she does that out of loneliness. She finally stopped. Stopped listening, stopped laughing. Just stopped. No one loves her, she realize. No one cares, she finally knows. Why? Why should she pretend to enjoy things in this world? Why? Why should she pretend to laugh at everyt...