Random encounters

You don't know how badly my legs hurt,
or whether I've got barely enough energy to get where I need to be in seven minutes and counting.

Actually, I was perfectly cheerful until you got in my way.

You don't know how long ago my mother died,
or what my housing situation is.

What might never happen? It might never happen that you learn some manners?

You don't know whether I've just been to the dentist and the anaesthetic hasn't worn off yet,
or what I look like when I'm in company I choose.

Please don't tell me to smile again, as a crack in the mouth often offends.

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Prompted by a couple of things this week, not the smile thing though - that hasn't happened that recently, but it will sooner or later.