Fat boy or tale of monica

The fat boy or a tale of monica. The truth I'm a thin man I was young. She was me painful shy we found each other. She could not look at a camera directly. She lays in the ground six feet deep. Me trying to hold on without her. I died when she died I scream in pain in loss if her nothing helps.  I want her and need her. Whats life without I live and breathe and feel fat and unworthy. Alone alone shoot me cut me blow me up with no hope. Tomorrow will be today Monica six feet under. Fat boy loved her no one comes near.