I don’t mean to be difficult,
this is just who I am.
I try and try again,
but I can’t make you understand.
This confusion is endless,
the asininity is too much.
It’s a game of tug’o’war
but when push comes to shove
I refuse to conform
and you can’t accept such
a blasphemous act,
a farce,
a disgrace,
so you scramble to reprimand me,
but I beg you, save some face.
After all, you only have one.