Not right.

Sometimes I get the horrible thought of 'what if there is no way to solve this?'

Feeling tired and drained of putting on the smiles. 

Problem is, I'm too self aware. 

I know what I can and can't say, what I should or shouldn't do, what I have to to be.

Wallow Bitch wallow, just like you deserve.

Mutterings of a man potentially going insane.

A man who possibly deserves all of this...

At least it's a Sunday, White Rooms next door will not be open. Good night's sleep when I shut my mind off.