As the days and nights pass by,

I’m no longer thinking about you,

Maybe it’s the quarantine or

The less wine,

Either way,

I’m finally getting by.

For a moment there,

I forgot what’s it’s like,

To be a happy guy

And smile,

This time not only for a while.

Look, I’m better than just ” Fine ”

And for once,

I ain’t even lying.

I’m still stuck,

I think I’m out of luck.

I’ve got nothing left to say,

Look, my words are running away.