You're wondering if I saw the the not so subtle way you hushed the conversation when I walk in. If I noticed how I'm the only one in the room you regard with an airy demeanor, head tilted up ever so slightly, but just enough to be a snob. Your nose is pointed in God's direction which is ironic considering you hurt His people. But actually that's not true- You're a really nice girl. You continue to converse as if all is well. But it's not well for you. Because I walked in, and maybe I'll want to speak to you.I want to speak to you because after three failed attempts of joining other group conversations I'm hoping and praying that I won't be rejected yet again. But you don't know that. So I join your discussion and hope for the best.So you want to kow if I see the glances, the avoided eye contact, the way you ignore my every word. Yes, I do. But I continue to try my hardest. I'm not a wannabe. But I do truly want to be your friend, and you can never have too much of those- well I guess I'll never know.