These thoughts I have seem like delusions
But never have I felt quite this sane
Strange thinking your beliefs may be baseless
And believing those things all the same
Time will surely tell if I’m crazy
I wonder if you already know
This tiefling’s mind cracking and broken
Your kindness letting these fantasies grow
“If only you’d try” they say, shaking their heads
My dismissive shrug met with frustration
Truth, this place is petty cruelties
Suffering with their implicit blessing, so why should I care?