Memorioums of a Mad Pony

What would a conversation be like, if you were to listen into a insane pony's rant of life. Well I have listened in to one and you would be suprised on what you would find.

I was not always like this: Bleak, gray, sad, and miserable. There once was a time where I was happy, where all my dreams came true, but now... I'm alone with only me to entertain. My hooves are now gone.

(Note: Things are meant to look rough and crazy in this story.)