If you saw me standing on the corner,

you’d see me scowl and you’d wonder why.

The truth is though you can’t know,

because frankly you don’t know me at all.

There is that perception of people,

we sometimes forget and neglect compassion.

It could be a sign of personal struggle,

trying to face the momentum of a decision.

I once thought that of a woman nearby,

I spoke to my girlfriend and she explained why.

Sometimes a person we will never know,

carries with them a peace we can’t understand.

Looking askance and heartily pissed,

leaves me quite the opposite without explanation.

So color me blind with my ignorance,

that scowl so clearly belongs to them. 

No one else.