Why, why do I have to be so awkward?
I just want to be a free bird...
Why, why do I have to be chubby?
I just want to be happy and bubbly...
Why, Why am I so depressed?
All I am is a big fat mess.
Why, WHy can't I be pretty?
Or adorable like a kitty?
Why, Why did it have to be me?
I'm broken enough, isn't it clear to see?
Why, why can't I be dead?
I'm ready to just let this end...
