Melancholy prevails yet again
Watch me crumble and count to ten
I have forsaken this lone and arduous fight
For this dolor prevents me from seeing the light
Dysphoria preponderates the anemic skies
This fictitious mask is my only disguise
But when I am genuine and unveil my face
It shows that I am comprised of disgrace
A threadbare soul is all I own
Despondency clobbered into my bone
May I surcease this life of a lie
Because now it is my time to die.
