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Those walls! Asylum! Asylum!

Around me. Asylum! Asylum!

Where am I? I am mad. I am sick and twisted.

Help! The window’s bars are for real. Real!

I can’t get out of it.

Drugs or medicine? Torturer? Protector?

I am confused. Blurry visions of truth and lie.

Is reality fake or I am?

Punish me for impure thoughts I had.

Or maybe you’re just part of my sick mind…

Doubt. Self-hate.

Chained to this bed. Asylum! Asylum!

Chained to this life. Asylum! I won’t leave this asylum!

Lost.

The monster is inside me. He lives.

I’m the reason why everything sucks.

No hope. Nothing.

I ruined my own life. Coward!

I see myself as a miserable human living among ruins, as all of this was imposed to me when I’m the one guilty.

Fuck you and me.