A Predatory Bird

There are too many roads, that have lead me down it's path --- It seems the further I journey, the more society shows me their rath --- So I go on into this mystery called life --- Even though each day greets me like an ex-wife --- Burdens do not diminish as one grows older --- Infact trouble doubles and the public seems colder --- When I am out and trying to have some fun --- I run into individuals who attack like a sniper's gun --- Not with an angry fist or an evil word --- Rather they'll cast an evil eye, like a predatory bird --- Relations often tell me to ignore this harrasment and pay them no mind --- This is rather difficult when these citizens act like they are out of their mind --- Pushing and shoving to get ahead everyday --- Just to make enough money to live day to day --- In the end when there is nothing left to do but die --- Will you laugh and be at peace or scream and start to cry?