Madness seems to be a constant subject on your life. People call you crazy, your psychiatrist said that you may be a psycho. Your mental health is on decline, falling like snow flakes on a snowstorm.

And the fact that this week you only felt sleep afte half a bottle of whiskey isn't helping. To be honest, you feel like you are destroing yourself more and more. You feel like a joke.

You feel like a Joker.

And looks like the Joker is waking up, to live their miserable life, being the pity dog that is kicked. You always fake a smile on the mirror, to fake for the others.

Will they smile back today?