I am the doctor that fitted him in straightjacket giving prescription of loneliness. simpleness shows he has no placid desires. haunting feeling being lost while wanders down insane halls. light within procuring false hope for each candle. belief fatalism everything happens regardless pain it causes him. never ending song great expectations driving past beyond to reveal more work must be done. lurking empathy where feels innocent children. imperative fact derealization making question forsaken simulation. old sound teaches nostalgia tone manifests joy ages. fleeting tick clock tells could get enough and would a second chance.