There are pretty people in this world
But why do we say we are ugly
We are ugly, fat losers
We're useless beings
But that's where we are wrong
Everybody's got potential at some part of this world
Maybe yourself being weird
  is a talent.
Everybody's just got pessimistic these days
That's why we can think of our dark futures
Rather than our bright ones
And everything's about being so down
Like,
  why start thinking 'bout being depressed?
You're the one who's up to making feelings like that