Mimed I the tune of lamentations
My lips only new to wail
Me, a new brewery of bitterness
In my heart, the palace of fear
Life this awful song
Grating my sound drums
My botanical name changed to depression
Shielded all with banners of smiles
Bright face, over laden heart
Feared all trusting no one, not one
Yet always I smile
Crying behind those smiles
Dying in my dark basement
In my tuxedo I shine
In my basement I sink
Drowning in my tears and worry
My basement is hell’s annex
Yet the World’s envy I am
Thanks to my perfect veil
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