what is wrong with me
 can't figure what it is or
 why it's never me they
 want when will my turn
 come about and when
 will justice see me why
 all these stupid questions
 they never help me you
 never notice me you
 never seem to see when
 i'm walking by you never
 ever say hi i don't know
 nobody that i don't want
 to know but i'd sure like
 to know you and i'd like
 to show you how the
 way i am and things that
 matter much to me how
 i say i am i usually how
 those things don't seem