Hollow-hearted
My wilted leaves started to bloom when bare boughs shaked against cold
My quivering breaths remained in rhythm when literal death approached
My blemish blossoms exposed their glamour when admirers setback
My swindled seasons preferred loyalty when I, myself deprecated mellowness
My fragile skeleton professed being tough when I surrendered every hope
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