The Truth Hurts
You feel it coming, don't you boy?
I hate to say I feel it too
Things were going oh so well
But not all dreams come true
Reality comes and goes
But for the most part it is here
And what it wants to give to me
Is not what I hold dear
It makes me picture you with her
And fear it will happen again
It makes me think of many things
Like maybe how and when
Reality pushes me from you
And pushes you to her
Reality is mean and cruel
But it tells the truth, I’m sure
Copyright © Amber Hurst | Year Posted 2011
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