so i got my explanation today.
i have been wondering what is wrong with me?
why don’t wolves ever try and get with me?
lately i have been getting hit on tho.
just the other night,
this old wolf tried to get my foxtail.
he disguised it as:
“do you make web pages?”
who does that hard labor anymore?
this ain’t myspace!
well one of my home-vixens explained it to me tonight.
i get it.
“you look like you are too much.”
the pretty vixen tagged along as well.
my response to that:
“look at how you are dressed?
you look very expensive.
if i saw you sitting over in the corner,
i wouldn’t come up to you.
you look like you have your shit all the way together.
i would be intimidated by you.”
“that and you look mean af!”
that was the pretty vixen chiming in.
she said i don’t smile at all.
that made me feel kinda sad.
i told them it did.
“it should make you feel great.
you shouldn’t change at all.”
they went on to say that it’s good i’m the exact opposite.
folks think they are getting one thing,
but they’ll get this “sweet and nurturing spirit”.
that made me sound like a plant or a hamster.
i don’t know.
i had to wonder if i had to become more “hood” to be hit on?
then you’ll look like a mean lookin’ hood rat.” the pretty vixen replied.
as i was coming home,
i had to wonder about image and how the other animals see us.
hell i had to wonder how many innocent people we have all pre-judged?
we could be missing out on great people because of an assumption.
why do we assume just based off the physical?
now i will admit,
i have pre-judged before i got to know them.
when i did get to know the person,
i was wrong.
some did end up being what i initially assumed,
while many others became my greatest alliances.
i’ve learned that a “mean” face could actually be a front.
first impressions do mean everything,
but what does it really mean when someone has formed their own opinion about you?
is it really fair?
or is our body language sabotaging us?
so i had a question…
if someone in the foxhole was to see you sitting down,
standing at the train platform,
or even walking past…