The Reality Behind

There had been a time
When I used to dream
Now I only see
The reality Behind

The Smiling Face
Was Ever Mine
Now I Only Have
Tears and It's Steam

One Way I Choose 
The Other One Dimmed
It’s Too Late To Know
That It Made Me Ruin

What Was That Dream
What Did That Mean 
Got Up In Morning
With Cries and Scream

When All Are Good
In The Life Beginning
Why World Is Then
Full Of Crime

Life teaches us 
At Very Hard Point
Why Do We Repeat
Blunder Many Times

When You Expand
Something Shrink
Somebody Boils
So you enjoy cream
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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