It’s four in the morning
You’re still awake.
Class starts at seven,
You’d better not sleep.

You’ve quit studying,
You brain says no.
What is left to do?
You get a mug of coffee.

Coffee is bitter
But so is life.
Just add a little sugar
Then, it’s bittersweet.

You sit by the windowsill
And watch the dawn
Make a canvass
Of the early morning sky.

You sip your coffee.
It is bitter.
It is sweet.
Just like life.


Author: Aira Mallapre

Aira, a dreamer by day and crammer by night, has been singing out of tune since 1995.

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