The number is dwindling.
The pressure is rising.
The stability is breaking down.
It's getting quieter, and harder to hold onto a smile.
Where did it all go so wrong?
When did I become a monster? Or was I ever?
I swear I wasn't always one, if I was...
I miss the old times.
I feel like such a stranger in this place.
And I don't know what to do about it.
I don't know if I CAN do anything about it.