Because she sees things differently, her world seems flipped around.
What should have been right was going terribly wrong.
She saw everything through the glass windows which were built into the room in which she was contained.
The room was nothing but a mere thought in her mind, but to her this room seemed more real than the hand that was wiping the tears from her angered face.
The room consumed her mind with the grassping doubt of her existance.
Nothing to believe in, nothing to long for, and nothing to hold on to,
These thoughts controled her being and manipulated her mind into a terrible place.
She could not seem to make the escape from herself and the hold her unfortunate thoughts had on her.