I think I was always misunderstood.
People just don’t seem to like me. I think I annoy them, I get on their nerves.
I don’t know why, that’s just the way it was. Yeah, maybe I was too intense.
Maybe I came on too strong. I don’t know. I really can’t say.
Yeah, it was lonely, really lonely, but you get used to it, after a while.
And then, one day, everything changed. Somebody finally accepted me for what I am.
Since I’ve got this job, life is completely different. I finally feel useful, good at something.