I’m going to lie in the middle of the street since I’m the only one left.

But what’s the point? It seems cool when there were people everywhere in the city. When there’s nobody around, I can’t be different. I’m not special. Being cool isn’t a thing anymore when you’re the only person in the universe. And there’s no need to worry about how people look at you, how people think about you. There will be no one to compare with. You’re no longer superior or inferior. Your don’t have to please anyone. You don’t have to be what others want you to be.

Will you still be the same? Will you still be who you should be?

Or you can finally be who you should be. Be who your really are.