"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, ma 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