at least they're not lonely

So, I'm sitting quite pretty overall: Schedule's going well, radio's working out.  Heck, even my hair looks good.  

Nothings going right

Everythings a mess

And no one likes to be alone

And then its just incredibly frustrating all over again.  I can be your friend, but its going to be a little rough on this end.  I mean, you compliment me, we hang out, we laugh and you are new.  You are not of that inner sanctum in which I feel completely secure and platonic.  You are an unknown variable.  And while part of me laughed in giving you the dating tips, some logic part of my brain (for my self refused to do so) recognized the irony of the situation.  And while my friends want it to be something where you don't know how to get to me so you're attempting this, I disagree.  

I don't blame you at all and if I'm angry its not from you.  Its at what I let you become in my mind, or really the situation itself.  No one really chooses who to like (although, ironically, its always a choice to hate someone) and the statistics invariably make it so that no two people choose each other from the multitudes.  

I'm stoic.  

hopeless dream

can't you just let me be?