Morning comes, the coffee's hot,
A fresh new day, or so we're taught.
We sip and think, "I'll seize the day!"
But soon enough, dreams slip away.
Bills, appointments, tasks galore,
The chaos we cannot ignore.
By noon we see, with bitter grin,
This coffee's peak is where we win.
The to-do list grows, an endless sprawl,
Reality’s joke on us all.
Hope fades fast, replaced by jest,
As caffeine fuels our futile quest.
So raise a mug to dreams that fade,
In coffee's steam, ambitions swayed.
Our highlight? Bitter brew at dawn,
Before the grind drags us along.
Begin each day with coffee and optimism: even amidst the chaos, savor those bitter sips as reminders of resilience and the simple joys that keep us going.
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