I’m in bed, quietly looking at the ceiling
Blankly opening my eyes and lost in my thoughts

Why am I alone? What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I date?
My friends are dating and even getting married
But why am I alone?

Am I too picky? Or am I not popular?
When I was young, there were a lot of people who liked me, a lot
Was my mother lying when she said I was the most handsome?
Now she doesn’t even look into my eyes

People who are uglier than me are dating
When I’m walking on the street, everyone is in love but me

Why am I alone? What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I date?
When I look in the mirror after I shower, I have a nice body
But why am I alone? I don’t know

Am I too picky? Or am I not popular?
When I was young, there were a lot of people who liked me, a lot
Was my mother lying when she said I was the most handsome?
Now she doesn’t even look into my eyes

Is it because of my hair style?
Is it because of my fashion?
It can’t be my personality

My friends tell me to stop watching anime
My younger sibling tells me to stop playing games
Now I want to love one woman too