Other people's phrases, words, in her head created of real feelings unlike hers and she feels like shit but she can't stop going on. Repeated phrases that never make sense and clouds rolling by. Green trees and green grass and the isle of green, of dreams, and she's feeling like shit, but she can't not go on and suddenly they're all gone and she's floating high above herself in a colourless background where she has no cares and no worries and she has no self to feel like shit and she's aready stopped going on.