A sheep in wolves clothing, or a mass delusion known commonly as reality amongst those who know it. Those who don’t know are the lucky ones, for they need nothing but themselves. There is no cure for insanity, only a cover up, a disguise. We hide in our suits of false emotions and shattered thoughts, until one day it crumbles. All the little pieces that made us what we were finally fall apart. Your suit is now gone and what was a fragile sheep is now a dangerous wolf.