Until my demise

This vault seems to be accepting of my largest deposit When you consider the number of skeletons in my closet All of these follow me to my most eternal resting casket Sealed by silence; to my grave, I will slave for its gasket Knowledge of this life is never going to be shared without breaking my repository For if it was; the memoir would be would be New Yorks, greatest best seller story I have been a toy of others for so long as my memories can comprise Call me selfish if you want; but I'll live for myself from now 'til my demise