My Plight

How do I select a guy
Whom I don’t know
How can I decide in 15 mins
When my esteem reduces to Zero

The guy comes and sit’s in front
Sipping coffee from a mug
I enter with dismay
trying to be a smug

Parents ask me what I did
Where I work
I hate to answer them But
end up answering with a smirk

As the time passes by
I can see a sparkle in my parent’s eye
The guy never looks independent
And I feel like singing a lullaby..duh!

The whole process gets on to my nerves
When the guy tries to look at the curves

Parents say why don’t you
Guys go and talk
Chairs are spread in the open air
We end talking abt childhood affairs

For some time we think that we got along
But the conversation never gets along
That is when u realize
He is not the guy!!!!!!!!!