Playing The Guessing Game Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Playing The Guessing Game



People come expecting me to have all the answers.
They want me to end their suffering, to have a cure to their cancer.
I try my damnedest to help out people the best I can.
But with such vagueness, their is need for only more questions.
You want a personal opinion, you want definitive advice on something you won't tell me about.
Thats absolute nonsense.
Stop these silly requests.
I can neither read minds or predict the future.
And even if I could I would leave it in a vague riddle that would keep you guessing till the end of time, if their is such a thing.
I have no degree in psychology that is for certain.
I don't deal with other people problems on a daily basis, but instead my own.
And they are plenty enough of them alone.
But as I write about my experiences, it is not an invitation to guessing game I condone.

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