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Overthinking an Average Afternoon Out
Sitting outside
Somewhere crowded
Looking at the sky
And trying desperately
To remember anything
That was worth not forgetting
But I can't quite grab
A second of recall,
I see girls,
Pretty ones too
That are aesthetically pleasing,
Others not quite built for me
And those in between,
I imagine what it would be like
To engage them in conversation
But they look busy
And stressed
Or worried maybe,
They probably have a friend
In the hospital,
A turkey in the oven,
Past due library books,
Dentists appointment,
Or a boyfriend at home
Who is cheating on them,
They have a thousand different worries
Where as I'm just not looking to
End up as another,
I doubt I could keep them busy
For a second longer
Than my initial hey anyway,
I wonder if they read books,
Or like this or that
Or know some facts worth spilling,
I'm willing to bet they do
But they look worried
And probably would be short
With me or think I'm rude
To imagine that they would
Want to meet someone this way,
I imagined this is how normal people act
When they're out in the open
Headstrong and confident,
I can't help but feel I'm
Outclassed or constantly being
Game, set, outmatched,
They look like they've been
Having an all day debate
With a contrarian who is never
Pleased with their decisions
Up to this point,
Maybe I'm overthinking
Things a little,
Maybe I'm just towing the line,
But to hell with those thoughts,
I'll just sit here
And keep trying to remember
What it was I told myself
I'd never forget
