I am looking at you,
Can you guess what I am thinking about,
What I am not telling you,
What I keep bottled in my head.
I am smiling at you,
Can you guess what I am smiling at,
What I am hiding behind that grin,
What I am keeping enclosed in.
I am glaring at you,
Can you guess what I am glaring about,
What I am keeping secret,
What I am not spilling out to you.
I bet you do not know why.
This guessing game is hard.
It is not easy, it was not meant to be.
It was meant to make you think,
To use your head,
And when you do find out.
Without my help,
It will be more rewarding.
So just keep guessing,
After all,
This is a guessing game.