Wake Up and Smell the Coffee

Wake up and smell the coffee

You’re excuse is always the same

We’re sick of what you’re doing

We’re tired of your games

Wake up and smell the coffee

We’re trough with what you’ve done

You’ve played us till the end

And thought that you had won

Wake up and smell the coffee

You’ve played your cards all out

We gave and gave and now it’s gone

You’re lies have made us doubt

Wake up and smell the coffee

The world doesn’t revolve around you

You do not have another chance

You can never start brand new

a/n: This was inspired by a poem that my best friend wrote. She wrote one close to this but it was lost when my computer hard drive crashed. She couldn't remember it at all. I randomly re-wrote it one day and this is what i got.