What am I crying about? I have no right to be sad!
I have everything I need, you know, life isn’t really bad.
So what if I don’t have everything, no life, no job, no man.
That doesn’t give me the right to cry, I should do more than I am.
What am I crying about? Who on earth gave me the right?
To feel so damned sorry for myself, to turn my days to nights!
I really should feel ashamed, for feeling the way I do!
I have nothing real to cry about, I really am a fool!
Why on earth am I then crying now? Stupid, fat, old me!
Pull yourself together and try to see life more positively!
You have no right to whimper and cry
when you just sit there, watching life go by!
So many are far worse off than you, so stop your foolish tears!
Get on with it, don’t sit there, my dear, crying and full of fears…