the saffron in my hair is not everything
the sun wake up to kiss me
signs point to disaster
but i split the time between dwelling on
and understanding that distortion
does not define me
u have ur line and design
and that’s okay
telling lies
with the truth
will only pay
for so long we tried to fight
but it’s okay
rub against your expectations
feel the friction of contradiction
it’s nice that way
and i sleep easier