I'm so self-conscience.
I don't know what to do...

Why you got to look at me that way?
Why do you make my emotions run wild...

I wish I was beautiful.
I wish I wasn’t fat...

Why does it seem like he hates me?
I wish I knew why...

I was always waiting.
My friends said it was about time...

I'm so lonesome,
And so scared...

I hate you so much.
You were supposed to be my friend...

We can't be more than friends.
Those are the words I fear...

It was on the news today,
Te fact that you've died and gone away...

I didn't really know you,
But with you gone I feel so weird...

I know I shouldn't care,
What you all think of me...

I figured it out.
You know the results to my questions...