One Sip of Coffee
Often I amuse myself
By thinking of an idea of having her;
Hundred days of so called ‘true love’
And you just trapped yourself in nowhere.
Optimism, hope and belief are so tricky words
Just to make you feel better;
Two more tea-spoons of sugar
And your coffee tastes bitter;
Hey, don’t you judge me fellas!
I am the same you but out of this phony train;
Just one drop of smile
And I bet I will fall in love again.