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