Teen Ink

   Who, how, which, where ,

I ask these questions in despair

Maybe someone I have met ...

Don't you think that I could get ...?

This problem gives me so much stress ,

When I haven't even found a dress

Well, maybe it's my own fate.

Besides it's already much too late

To try to find myself a date

So I sit and think about going stag

And for a dress , a plastic bag.