Watercolour

Face it
 I would sit at home
 Finding places
 I wouldn't go
 There were traces
 Of affable clones
 But via phrases
 I'd learned on my phone
 I'm all of a flutter
 I'm just watercolour
 Basic
 Won the raffle once
 Was he famous?
 I wouldn't know
 There were pages
 Of my scattered hopes
 That after ages
 Turned into jokes
 I'm just floor to cover
 I'm just bored of coming in
 To the office fully sober
 I'm just water running
 I'm just bored of shuffling
 To the coffin on my shoulders
 I'm just watercolour
 I'm all of a sudden
 Here