1 Well, yay

(I will use parenthesis to symbolise inner thoughts)

"quotation for normal dialogues and monologues like everyone else"

Waking up, Micheal's thoughts come upon him on another lifeless feeling day.

(Well yay, it's been 5 months now huh. What a surprise I haven't ended it all yet. Every single day for 5 months, the thought of suicide is the only thing that was persistent throughout. I guess it's time to try and move on.)

"Maybe if I move on I can finally accomplish something in life, maybe not though. Maybe I'll just become some mediocre worker and never be known. Well, that doesn't seem so bad. Being extraordinary must be stressing."

Speaking out loud on the last part of his monologue Micheal finally sits up in his bed.

"It's been 5 months now huh, why is it that things like this just keep getting worse"

Speaking out loud to himself in his empty room only filled with his bed he finished Speaking Speaking himself with a sigh.

"What was I expecting though, that I was gonna stay sane the whole time in that hell hole?"

sitting up Micheal slowly leans his head back with a lifeless sounding voice as mumbles to himself.

"Am I even sane now or is this just whatever I've been feeling inside of me being let out calmly?"

still lifeless sounding he continues to mumble to himself.

"I guess I have to pass the mental evaluation to finally get out of here."

Finally pausing from his mumbling Micheal just sits there looking into the ceiling with a lifeless tired stare.