Madman's Monologue

In the mirror, a crowd stares back at me
Faces of who I am and who I'll never be
A whispering chorus in a mind set free
Voices of strangers, the ones I can't flee
I'm the puppet, the puppeteer in disguise
Pulling my strings under watchful skies

Am I the madman, or just the stage?
Caught in a war that I wage

I'm dancing with shadows, talking to the wall
The voices call, in the night they crawl
A symphony of madness, a carnival of glee
Is this the brink of insanity?

A masquerade where I play all parts
Jester and king of broken hearts
Reflections laugh with a sinister sneer
In the echo of madness, nothing is clear
I spin in circles, a dizzying spree
A carousel of chaos, can't break free

Who's the real, who's the fake?
In this mental earthquake

I'm singing with silence, screaming in the void
The whispers loud, they can't be destroyed
A chorus of personas, a parade of strife
Is this the curse of my inner life?