But I Guess I'm The Clown...
Instead of doing the mature thing and talking our issues through
They avoid me, seems like run and hide is all they ever do
Rather than face the things they did in the sickness they made
They tell me I'm to blame, farther pushing trauma's cruel blade
I try to approach them, to be assertive, yet meek, amidst this mess
They say they don't understand, downright hostile if I try to press
Even without vulgarity or profanity, to their harsh words I'm allergic!
Oh, no exaggeration either, flu-like symptoms set off by fits of panic
One system fails, then a chain reaction makes my body shut down
They don't seem to care though, would rather just say I'm the clown!
If they really don't get it, I could help them learn
Their love and acceptance is all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something that I won't ever earn
But they should know expectations, I tend to burn!
If a loved one of mine is sick and I don't understand, I do my research
Maybe it's just me, I do everything to ensure my honor ain't besmirched!
Backtracking through the nasty rumors they spread, showing the world
The damage done, that the doubtful might finally learn to take my word
Oh, the damage is already done, so what you see is what you get with me
Neurodivergent through and through
How could I ever get away with lying, if I cannot even master social cues?
If they really don't get it, I could help them, I could learn them, ha!
Their love and acceptance is all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something I won't ever earn
But they should know expectations, I tend to burn!
People think I'm being extreme, and yet they don't call me
People think I complain too much, and yet they never text me
People think I'm out of my mind, and yet they never visit me
People say they love me, they tell others, but they can't tell me?
People think I'm a jerk, and yet they never lift a finger to help me!
People think I'm scum, mouthing off the only trouble received from me!
I told them their silence hurts more than their screams, they still ignore me!
People think I'm a liar, but I pray you look at the medical evidence on me!
If they really don't get it, I could help them learn
Their love and acceptance, all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something I won't ever earn!
They avoid me, seems like run and hide is all they ever do
Rather than face the things they did in the sickness they made
They tell me I'm to blame, farther pushing trauma's cruel blade
I try to approach them, to be assertive, yet meek, amidst this mess
They say they don't understand, downright hostile if I try to press
Even without vulgarity or profanity, to their harsh words I'm allergic!
Oh, no exaggeration either, flu-like symptoms set off by fits of panic
One system fails, then a chain reaction makes my body shut down
They don't seem to care though, would rather just say I'm the clown!
If they really don't get it, I could help them learn
Their love and acceptance is all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something that I won't ever earn
But they should know expectations, I tend to burn!
If a loved one of mine is sick and I don't understand, I do my research
Maybe it's just me, I do everything to ensure my honor ain't besmirched!
Backtracking through the nasty rumors they spread, showing the world
The damage done, that the doubtful might finally learn to take my word
Oh, the damage is already done, so what you see is what you get with me
Neurodivergent through and through
How could I ever get away with lying, if I cannot even master social cues?
If they really don't get it, I could help them, I could learn them, ha!
Their love and acceptance is all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something I won't ever earn
But they should know expectations, I tend to burn!
People think I'm being extreme, and yet they don't call me
People think I complain too much, and yet they never text me
People think I'm out of my mind, and yet they never visit me
People say they love me, they tell others, but they can't tell me?
People think I'm a jerk, and yet they never lift a finger to help me!
People think I'm scum, mouthing off the only trouble received from me!
I told them their silence hurts more than their screams, they still ignore me!
People think I'm a liar, but I pray you look at the medical evidence on me!
If they really don't get it, I could help them learn
Their love and acceptance, all for which I yearn
Therapists have said it's something I won't ever earn!
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Folks
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Other Album Tracks
- Autism Burnout Party!
- But I Guess I'm The Clown...
- Anger Instant Replay - Madness's Mix
- Ambassador of Sound, v2.2: A Cybernetic Soliloquy
- Is This Love? - Remastered Variant Remix
- Casimir, Shadow Blended With Light - Madness's Extended Remix
- 'Madness Calling, Dr. Replay!' - Re-Recorded & Remastered
- False Judgments, Unspoken Truths
- Double Standards, Or Unfair Expectations?
- Toxic Quicksand Is Thicker Than Water, Too. - Madness's Remix
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