Morning lines, dead eyes awake
Same old choices, same mistakes
Sugar-coated empathy
Sold in cups of normality
You sip comfort, swallow sleep
Everything is safe and cheap
No one wants a bleeding heart
Just a brand, just play your part
You say you’re free, but you don’t move
You say you think, you just repeat the truth
Coffee, tea or me?
Pick your poison carefully
You stand in line so quietly
Never choosing what you feel
Coffee, tea or me?
Another cup of honesty-free
You’ll drink anything that’s easy
But you won’t swallow reality
Trendy anger, weekend rage
Filtered thoughts inside a cage
You hate the world between two sips
Then go back home and bite your lips
Revolution in a mug
Hashtags mixed with fake deep love
You call comfort “inner peace
Call my questions “too extreme
You say, “Don’t fight, just let it be
But silence feeds the machine
Coffee, tea or me?
Pick your poison carefully
You stand in line so quietly
Never choosing what you feel
Coffee, tea or me?
Warm hands, cold morality
If truth tastes bitter, let it be
You’ll never choose reality
No blood in your cup
No fire in your veins
Wide awake, still numb
Comfortable in chains
Coffee, tea or me?
I won’t beg for sympathy
If I’m harder to digest
Then spit me out, enjoy the rest
Coffee, tea or me?
I choose pain with clarity
You can keep your luxury
I’ll keep my reality
Coffee…
Tea…
Or me?
