I'm Not That...

Purple ocean when sunset's sober,

Blink, blink, comin' this far was not that simple;

Quarantine pain, golden twinklin' light;

What if all I need is time?

Got word-struck onto my pain,

Got hate-crawled onto my skin,

Thinkin' that you'll never forget;

Footsteps on dried sand,

Snowed-dust all over my face,

Love all over my pain,

Still pain's losing this love;

And nobody knows, except us...

It's Tuesday afternoon,

And the orange sun gleams on me,

Lost wore, caused score;

Curious 'bout my favorite tomorrow but it always stays postponed,

Slow moments compelling on line,

But the right time is never my sign,

Cuz my patience fades away just like people;

Hmm, hmm;

Spending days singin' and dancin';

Romanticizing myself from my hair til' my waist, losin' the struck of waste...

Never been like this before and I keep improvin' or losin' but never winning;

Coffee, coffee talkin' to me,

And I forget that people exist...

Walkin' fast, excluding past,

Stranded thoughts of people thinking 'bout me but I'm not that...