Self Doubt

All alone I sit at this table,
See I don't have the popular label,
There's this beautiful girl named Amy,
Oh why won't she sit beside me?
It it the way I look?
Perhaps the road I took?

She won't look at me in public,
Oh I'm just an annoying tick,
Surrounded by friends she is,
Always with her best friend Liz.

Is it cause I'm not filthy rich?
God why'd you give me this horrible pitch?
Where did I go so terribly wrong?
Why is this dark road so long?
Is it cause of my self esteem?
Or perhaps cause my hand doesn't gleam.

Why won't she just talk to me,
Oh please just tell me the key,
Maybe I will just flee,
Flee into the beautiful background,
Where I will never be found.