Wrong!

How foolish of me,
Not to know what it is you wish?
Without you mentioning it,
I should know this...
Right?

How foolish of me,
Not to notice your moods.
Or which attitude is connected,
To something I have done...
With an overlooking it to miss.

I should be able to read your mind,
Everytime I suspect something is wrong.
And you sit to admit...
Nothing!

I should not question,
But know what it is...
With each eyebrow you raise,
To pass your silent quiz.

You better give me a hint or clue.
I'm not going through this again with you.
Keep your mood and attitude.
I've got other things I prefer to do.

How foolish of me,
Not to know what it is you wish?
Without you mentioning it,
I should know this...
Right?

Well,
You are wrong!
There's nothing right about it at all.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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