Predictions

I don't think I am that predictable, you on the other hand think that you can read me like an open book.  I admit there are things about me that you may be able correctly predict, but you are often wrong.  Why should I tell you of your mistakes, you don't handle fault well.  I can hear it now, some subterfuge gurgling from your lips as to how you really understood and that this was all in your plan.  If I am to discover things about me on a daily basis how can you know what lies beneath.  It is all just a cover, to shield your own inadequacies from carnivorous eyes. Confidence is the shroud of the weak.