I could wear make-up and curl my hair,
Commence my glow-up and start to care,
I’d colour myself amongst the rainbow,
But what for and why? I don’t know.

I want to be pretty like the girls on the net,
But I feel quite petty when my eyes set
Upon my face and the way it exists.
But what for and why? It just is.

Is it the web that makes me feel so bad?
All the cute girls on the street, I feel so sad.
I’m sure if I tried, I’d look like a queen,
But what for and why, so I could be seen?

I don’t crave attention, I’ll promise you that,
I like staying home with my coffee and cat,
Should I do it for me, and try to be pretty?
But what for and why? Now I sound petty.