How this?
I can not be sad
I can not even cry
Just looking, looking for nothing
Everything has covered by the fear
Forcing this soul to be chill
With a cup of coffee on my left hand
I am pretending
This is just a dream
The sunlight tomorrow which through my window, will wake me up, wake up happily
Do not lose hope
Do not stop to think
That everything will change
Better, better than my coffee
Which will give the great smell