Ballad of a loser
Things are awful, I feel so bad
im so fat, and always ssad
the worse I feel the more I eat
i try to fill the empty spots with comfort foods and sweets.
I want people to look at me
and think my god she's ppretty
not to see my pretty face
trapped in a size 30
things are awful I feel so bad
im so fat and always sad
the worse I feel the more I eat
i try to fill the empty spots with comfort foods and sweets
people support me in all supports of ways
im really not sure why
I know deep down they must care
but their words make me want to cry
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