[VERSE 1]
i notice patterns in people
before i notice the people themselves
like the way i only relax
when i can’t be fully read
there are conversations i replay
but never in the same direction
like meaning shifts slightly
depending on attention
and i don’t correct assumptions
i let them settle in
because truth has a weight
i don’t always want to begin
[PRE-CHORUS]
nothing said outright
nothing drawn in ink
just the space between
what i mean and think
[CHORUS]
i live in annotations
not the main text
small edits in the margins
of whatever comes next
and i don’t call it hiding
i don’t call it free
just the version of myself
that nobody reads fully
[VERSE 2]
there are ways i look at people
that i immediately unlearn
like noticing too much detail
might make something turn
so i soften every reaction
until it fits in the room
like i’ve practiced disappearing
without making it too soon
and sometimes i think i’m honest
then realise i just translated
everything i actually felt
into something safer stated
[PRE-CHORUS 2]
no confession line
no dramatic reveal
just carefully arranged silence
that still feels real
[CHORUS 2]
i live in annotations
written in my head
small contradictions
i never fully said
and i don’t call it distance
i don’t call it disguise
just the way I understand things
without naming sides
[BRIDGE]
if you read too closely
you might think it’s unclear
but clarity was never
what i was doing here
[FINAL CHORUS]
i live in annotations
not the story itself
just the edges of meaning
i don’t place on a shelf
and i don’t need to explain it
for it to stay with me
it’s just the way i exist
quietly