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I walk as lonely as the queen of hearts
I stand as popular as the actual queen
I think as dumb as a dumbwaiter
Yet I act as smart as a machine

In a world of happiness my smile will rise
In a home of smiles I will prance
In a smile, I would see a home
In my vision, I can dance

I'll feel as superior as a president
Yet not enough enough to boast
In my soul, I would feel warm
With the tea of laughter and the smiles of toast

Yet in my world there is no grins
Just bricks of sadness, tougher than it seems
The world I just described there now
Only lies in the coma of my dreams