every f'n day

sittn here alone
staring at the phone
I am still asleep
I need a coffe cheap
walking towards kitchen
starting bitchin
coffee is cold
also it’s old
brewing a new
with the few
coffe that’s left
who was this theft?!
sugar into the cup
milk on top
coffe is hot
I feel like a bot
the first gulp
tastes like pulp
too much sugar
I don’t care mo’fugar
the cup is empty
and I’m sittn here alone
staring at the phone…