Maybe I'm Not Ambiguous
Ambiguous I think not Because something specific Wouldn't be their first thought They'd have to read between the lines Try to put the obscure pieces together Assumptions are made instead And I've known this forever You mistook my appearance Had to backpedal your words I'll play stupid, I'll be coy Like I didn't hear what I just heard And you'll get off clean despite your foot in your mouth While I have to stand there and internally scream Constantly not having any other choice Tell myself I just need to chill out and reconvene Right Just hit the reset button Wait for the next time I wonder when this feeling bubbles over Of being sick of being defined Someone come and sing to me Notes of my delusions Serenade me the tune of finality Create me an illusion One of a life carefree My anger placed on the shelf Where I'm maybe not ambiguous But rather just myself.