I don't have a lot to say
The intake of breath isn't enough to get me through the day.
I've stumbled and fallen and done a lot of things,
But no one can save me, because I'm a puppet with cut off strings.
I know that I am worthless, and no one should care at all,
But I'm finding it harder and harder to stand up straight and tall.
They tell you to tell someone when you are upset,
But they don't even care at all, they never break a sweat.
And so I'm standing here in this lonely dark dark place,
Please save me, oh save me, for I am the disgrace.

-Foxy