Reality Bites

 

 

A baby cries

A mother dies

A killer born

A love torn

You look at me with eyes of scorn.

 

A parasite’s host

A grandmother’s ghost

A person’s hell

A midnight bell

You had a soul, but only to sell.

 

A cruel smirk

A pond’s murk

A shotgun shell

A secret to tell

You’re so confused, you scream and yell.

 

This is the way it’s got to be –

This is the way you chose to be –

This is the way I choose to be –

This is the way life’s supposed to be.