Welcome to my pity party,
won't you come on in?
Without a doubt the gangs all here,
much to my chagrin.
Allow me to introduce you
as my honored guest;
Should you leave before you arrive
trust me you'd be blessed.
Lurking in the corner
pulling out her hair,
please meet Miss Anxiety;
We always find her there.
Peeking around the corner
just to give a tease,
we catch a glimpse of Fleeting Hope;
she'll bring you to your knees.
We can count on Doc Depression,
He's always full of doom;
Trouble is in finding him,
let's check the darkest room.
Who could forget the Despondent
twins, Agony and Grief.
Without those two where would we be?
They're a source of such relief.
Oh, there she goes that Fleeting Hope!
What an antagonist she can be,
taunting I'm Self-Loathing;
who takes himself too seriously.
What night would be complete
without Hopelessness & Despair.
They're such a groveling twosome.
They are together everywhere.
Now that you've met my regular guests,
I surely hope you'll stay.
"Self-Persecution" is the game this eve,
won't you stay and play?
