The Mysteries of A Cup of Coffee
In every new morning, there's a new chance to see The birds fly and chirps cheerily On the tree besides wide opened windows Trying to say something we've always forgot to do In every new morning I've always long to savor The wind from my window With my books all over the table And Riverdale's playing on my screen Or to get my works done before lunch So that i can see more of The Handmaid's Tale Or when the caffeine discords with bloods Gets me to feel things that are never wanted by my body Nor my mind Things tend to be fucked up in a split second But you just want to get going The paradox of caffeine in me But that's just the thing with a cup of coffee It can give so much more that what you deserve While it messing with your being I'm simply addicted To the wonders of my every morning dose of caffeine A little adventure that can get anywhere but here Besides big ol' windows in a serene morning Finally i got a little ...