Oh what can you do?

When the world is topsy-turvy

And all your plans fall through

When jokers and tricksters surround you

A sea of mask wearers

People who hide behind their lies

When the air is filled with lies and laughter

And the smoke and toxins of these smothers you

And you cannot get out

When the only way to cope is to hide

To down your own mask

To paste a fake pretty smile to your face

When you are surrounded by whirling chaos

Called, quite laughably, dancing

More like a mating ritual

Or a sad play

When sweet teas turn bitter

Music burns into your mind

And pain follows your step

When you change yourself

To live in Rome

And believe yourself to be actually happy

When the rules change

Rome lies in ruin

And still all you can do is cry

Oh what can you do!

When all you have left is the Mad Hatter’s brew

And the sickly sweet hope

That it will end with it