Raindrops are falling
Into my overpriced latte
That I didn\'t even want to buy;
But I needed some warmth
And comfort.
My feet are as damp
As my plummeting spirits,
I just can\'t wait to be
Away from this place,
So alien.
Everything that I do
Is for our beloved future,
Through this mire of misery
I strive still onwards
For you.