Barred

Barred

I see her there next to the jukebox.
     I see him alone at the bar.
Damn, she looks good in that outfit.
     Look at the size of his arms.

     How can I get his attention?
Perhaps I should buy her a beer.
     Why am I feeling so nervous?
Why am I filled with this fear?

I bet she’s already been taken.
     He must have found someone to love. 
I bet that she thinks I’m a loser.
     I must not be attractive enough.

     Screw it—there’s no point in trying.
Forget it— I’m just going home.
     I guess I can see what’s on Netflix.
I guess I’ll watch Netflix alone.

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