I don't know
Why I have to be
So hateful
Or why they have to be
So mean
Maybe I'm just jealous
Of the ones that
Make the scene
Life cursed me
To be dull
Forced to lack
What they want
But maybe what they want
Just isn't right at all?
I like to pretend
That I may be worth something
But they're too smart
And it's just me I'm fooling.