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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