Loving and Believing

There was a time when there was value to follow someone, to love them. Once upon a time there was a meaning to believe in something, to want it. Destiny breaks the game sometimes; you are left in the open unintentionally. Your shouts chase the stray winds, your voice is not worth anyone. You are alone in front of the mirror with your loved ones and what you believe in. While you are the main hero of your own world, you are someone who just has to be there for others. If your loved ones won't come with you and add meaning to the things you believe in, tell me why are you here?