"I was always evident of the truth that

lies behind an overwhelming façade

and yet the innocent bliss I once have felt

kept on taunting, flaunting — turning the pure bliss itself

into an unbearable nightmare."

The feeling of coldness runs throughout her body and she feels as if she was unable to breathe properly. As she slowly opened her eyes, she was greeted by unpainted gray ceiling. She looked around and the walls were identically gray as well. It gives her a vibe of darkness and somehow, gives her a bit of relief. At least, there were no signs of bliss because if there was, she would have broken down, longing for the colorful innocent life she almost once had. Although she never had it, she felt it and it was not enough.