[Intro] [Verse 1] Wrapped in the chatter, I feel at ease. Silence unsettles me more than the jumble of voices around. [Verse 2] I order black coffee— no sugar, no milk. The sweet drinks I save for another day; tonight I want the bitterness to clear my head. [Chorus] My phone screen glows "thirty minutes left" Watching the cup slowly empty, I feel as though I’m trading pieces of my time. [Interlude] [Verse 3] Laughter drifts from the window seats, a paper bag rustles as someone passes— all of it blending, drawn into the rhythm of the city. [Bridge] The warmth of the cup steadies me, a gentle comfort on my fingertips. Closing my eyes, the city noise drifts away. Yet when I drain the last drop, I keep my face expressionless, as if that makes me older. [Instrumental] [Outro] “I’m tired”—I don’t say it. Complaints won’t change a thing. So I rise from my seat. Well then, let’s go.
