People Watching

Watching people pass on by. Seeing their lives from the outside. Over there girls show themselves off In the hope of being noticed. Why must they use such a lure? Boys are not fish. They cannot be caught like one. When I look at these girls I see silly children. Is that what they see? A boy walks by with his head down. He looks so preoccupied. I wonder why? Is it simply a bad day? Or is it something more? When I look at the boy I see a sad face thinking hard. Is that what he sees? I wonder, What do people see When they look at me?