My bones protruded morbidly My flesh decayed with certainty I smiled, danced and laughed with glee they called me a deformity.
Why do you dance and prance about While us with life wish to avow That joy is not what we all want We're waiting for our time to come. Yes I am gross and so decayed I laugh and dance and prance so gay in health I found I never lived I died and found an awesome gift. You are a fool, you are a kook you certainly don't know the truth You speak of joy and laugh with glee But we know life IS misery. I will not argue with you dears and I can no longer shed tears but now I'm more alive that thee though worms live where my heart should be.