I'm Not Cut Out for Music!

"Someone's bound to be cut out for this."

Bouncing around onstage and making a fool of herself, fidgeting with herself like a little kid.

"Why does it have to be me?"

A pale yellow dress, fluffy hair, scars that can't be hidden, all speaking~

She can't sing, dance, or rap, so all she has left to offer is her story.

"Because you're cut out for this, right?"

Someone says it, and she smiles.

"All right, then. Here's one: To Tomorrow."