Head Count

Sometimes I wonder about

The thoughts in the heads

That look and see me

But ignore me instead

Do I look normal

Or am I to dread

If it’s the latter

I hope they misread

I think about them

As they bob ahead

Where are they going?

What have they said?

Do they think the same

When they see my head

Or am I not noticed

Just blocking the bread

Do I seem put together

Or like I just left the bed

Do they notice my good side

Is just makeup spread

I’ve thought these things

About other heads

I pass and they nod

But is that just inbred

Can they tell that my

Eyes are a little widespread

Do they think I am late

As I speed up my tread

Or am I just something

With a shadow to shed

Over their footsteps and

They don’t think a shred