It burns my tongue

The morning brew is dark and brown.
I drink it straight to wake my eyes.
It burns my tongue as it goes down.

The commute takes me into town.
The streets blur under graying skies.
The morning brew is dark and brown.

I wanted this! I won’t break down!
I swallow truth and leave the lies.
It burns my tongue as it goes down.

I feel like I’m going to drown
In all the nights I see sunrise.
The morning brew is dark and brown.

I’m tired, but I never frown.
Some students call me “kind” and “wise.”
It burns my tongue as it goes down.

I love my job and school; but now
The grind won’t stop, I realize.
The morning brew is dark and brown.
It burns my tongue as it goes down.

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