It was just another Tuesday night, in your typical mental asylum.

Just an old man looking hopefully at his own reflection flowing away into the shower drain. He had taken too long, but honestly, what were the guards going to do to him. They can't do anything to him that hasn't been done already. Life had always been cruel to him, but only by going forward can one achieve their goals.

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Life isn't fair, but that doesn't mean you should give up.

I had always strived for my goals, even now I still do, but I never imagined I would end up here. A mental asylum, he never claimed to be the most sane person on the planet. But really? Was he actually crazy material?

The last person I considered family abandoned at this, quite cozy, place. I honestly can't say I don't feel a little betra-

"AHHHH!!"

Really? I barely just got back to my room, after being interrupted I had to cut short my monologue.

Yet again, loud screaming could be heard just next door. I suspect my good dear neighbor is just having another nightmare, I would sugges- "NOT THE BBBEEEEEEEESSSS!"

"AARRRGGGGG"

Alright, I'll just ignore that. As I was monologuing, I don't quite know how to feel about being left to die here. Well... This is My Life Now. I just wished I could have at least said my-

Upon hearing that noise I was immediately startled. I was fearful of looking away from the wall towards my cell door window and then onto the source of the sound. Trying my best to look away I stop brooding over my self and just wait for it.

I wait for all the unwanted distractions to quiet down... I wonder if I should recommence from the start and pretend I was never interrupted or just give up in narrating my situation.

For let us wait for a while.

'Odd?'

Come on, I know you want to. Just do it. You know you want to.

... Well, skipping ahead the of that, the point of my brooding is that I have always have had the worst luck and...

I patiently wait, but nothing happens.

<... Silence>

Go ahead, I'm waiting.

...

I'm not falling for that a secon-

"NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!!!"

As I heard that unexpected phrase I am unsure of what to do. At A loss I can only stare at what I can only imagine to be a floor.

WOW. I really didn't expect that, now I'm unsure of how to feel about this. Brings me back so many memories.

Eventually I simply start to laugh, first softly but never quite changing the intensity. That's it. No maniacal laughter turning into restless sobbing or anything of the sort. I just gently laughed. Nothing insane or ominous from my part.

Just what could be considered a small chuckle.

Anyways.

There you go you old sap, I knew you had it in you. You got me good. You always now when and how to lighten up the mood. I'll even add some slow clapping.

I'm not even mad. Really. I mean it.

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My life may be full of this... Chaos? However, my friend, if you can hear this... I just want you to know. That at least you haven't abandoned me.

Everyone has always left me behind. My parents and older brothers had to immigrate to a better country. Never heard of them ever again. I stayed behind with my little sister, but even she left eventually with some delinquent. Last I heard, she became a crack whore of sorts.

Not allowing it to bring me down, I decide to focus instead on my own life.

Afterwards I choose to study hard, and work for a better tomorrow. That day never came.

Which is fine, It'll come some day. I know it.

Gaining my diploma I decided to continue learning at a higher institution. I had work hard to earn my scholarship, but had it taken away at the last moment.

They were "broadening the demographic" and giving a chance a "higher diversity of people".

Of course I knew what this meant.

I was too white.

As simple as that. They wanted to give my scholarship away to another more "deserving" person. Well, I don't blame minorities for it, they have their problems too. This was just a quota system.

Having no government support I was forced to fund my own education. Not wanting to ruin my life with a loan, I instead got a job.

Simple. Right?

Well, it was, kind of. I mean getting a job isn't easy, but neither is it impossible. I did get one yet made nearly not enough money to even sustain myself.

With that I was forced to save up my earning for years, then decades.

All of this money wasn't much, but getting an education wouldn't probably help that much at this point.

So, I went instead with investing it. More specifically, in the food chain industry.

Sickening, I know. I think so too.

Everything was going well, but then a fire broke out at the kitchen; with it all of my life savings went away.

Then I ....

...

I can't do this anymore.

Its to painful to continue.

Let us not delve on the past.

Just know that I'm happy you are here for me, and that I'll be here for you.

Either way, lets just immerse ourselves into the soothing sounds of the mentally insane.

Wait... Do you hear that?

<... Silence>

???

Where is everyone, I know its night and that everyone eventually needs sleep. But normally I wouldn't even be able to go more than half an hour without something breaking the calmness of silence.

"Oh"

Just now I noticed I can't see anything or feel anything.

Am I dead? When did it happened? Why did I not feel anything or much less notice it?

I no longer have any of my senses nor can I keep myself aware.

Well... that's fine I guess.

No one lives forever. I had my time. I couldn't do the most of it, but not everyone can be a winner.

Goodbye my friend.

At least you stayed till the end for me.

Thank You.