Real Life

I’m not a book, I’m just looking for meanings
I’m not a painting, trying to colour up my life
I’m not a song, I just want to speak my mind
I’m not a movie, starving to look dark and sexy
Don’t take my pain for a piece of art, I’m moving on
Don’t take my hunger for desire, I’m moving on
Because I want a real life
I covered the pages of a lifelong diary
With all the little things that I wished for you and me
Our best friends at my birthday party
Your arms that made me feel both so loved and free
Don’t take my pain for a piece of art, I’m moving on
Don’t take my hunger for desire, I’m moving on
We’re all fighting the same battle, equally noble
Trying to stand on a slippery ground