She saw me walking in.

Seeing a little too much innocence,

Thinking up a way to get me to pay

For some needed experience.

 

She saw me walking in.

The arrogant smile solidifying her intent.

A plan in place to put me in my place

Made her content.

 

She saw me walking in.

Sensing the weighted pockets from undeserving work.

Rationalizing an inheritance that deserves syphoning,

From the silver spoon to the plastic fork.

 

I wonder who she saw.

Her façade exposed, with

My wide eyed smile,

My cocky grin,

My condescending smirk.

 

Huh, I wonder what I saw?