People Ask Me All the Time

People ask me all the time
No matter where I am
They ask, and they ask
How many times have I been woken up
At 2:33 in the morning to someone looming over my bed asking me?

My doctor asked me today
My doctor
Can you believe it?
Hell, where do kids get the idea to ask me?
Who's raising these kids, teaching them to ask me?
I don't blame the kids
I don't have answers
Every time they ask
That's what I tell them

I wouldn't put money on it being the whole truth, but it's what I tell when they ask
My answers are mine, not theirs
And yet they keep asking
Asking
And asking
And asking, and asking, and I tell them
Nothing
Because they're mine, my answers

Stay out of my house
Stay out of my doctor's office
Stay out of my mind
These are my answers



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Theodore Crowley
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