"hey pete" she said "it‘s not too late I still
think that you‘re just great you need to wait in the right place
where you‘ll meet a girl with good taste"
"aw, but don‘t you think I tried?
I think there‘s something wrong inside I have
no problem making friends but that‘s where the story ends"
I have no problem hanging out then I see a glimpse of doubt and
I don‘t understand what makes them not like me?
I‘m just trying to be myself but it‘s so far from everyone else and I don‘t
understand what makes them not like me