As the alarm clock starts buzzing.
You can't help but wish it wasn't.
Feet on the floor, yet you still don't adore.
If you're gonna give your all, you need something more.
A lil kick in your lazy lil ass.
Luckily we got you, so hand over your glass.
Or your mug, you smug lil anti "am" thug.
A couple swigs and your lifted by your drug.
Ready to soar and run out that door.
Take on the world this time for sure!
Coffee you see, she is the savior driving me.
Putting pulse in my veins.
So I can grab them reigns.
2day is my day with no refrain.
Medium, dark, light or decaf.
It's all gravy baby, so have a blast.
So smooth and tempting, tis pulling me in.
As I enjoy the full bodied bliss, I just gots 2 grin.
Honey, cream, sugar or maybe just black.
Honey please deliver and I'll get off your back.
So if in the morning, you should, rise b4 me.
You know what you got to do, put on that coffee!
--AJL--Instincts--
"it's not about what you know, it's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!
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