Presumptuous

You think you know it but you don’t
If I didn’t say it, it probably isn’t
You go about telling people’s futures
but I could never live by conjectures
Where’d you get your psychotherapy?
Can’t penetrate my mind easily
Don’t need to be constantly happy
on the brink of being lonely

You think you know what’s going on
Wanting to ask someone on the phone
Why don’t I just tell it straight
I just hope you wouldn’t faint
(No, it isn’t him; and definitely not a her!)
But why bother?
I could only think of a few
Do you want it to be you?

You think I don’t know what you’re thinking
Waxing sympathetic yet really condescending
I want to wipe off that knowing smile
Get ahead of you by more than a mile
Blow off all your chances
Of nailing these puzzle pieces
They try to shoot me dead on my track
Like I’m the neighbor’s pesky kitty cat

You think you know me but you don't
I like to keep the guessing game going on
You choose what to believe
Though at times I wear my heart on my sleeve
I’m as free as a child
Now and then I like to run and hide—
Hide so I won’t be found
The entire world is my playground

(17 December 2006)