reality check

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Give me back my colourful dreams
my Disney cartoons
my fairy tale stories
and feel good movies
I’ll trade this cold cold life anyday
where everythings black or white or grey

I wish I could turn back time
back to when i was seventeen
I swear the grass was green back then
not like this barren bitter land

Oh I cry
but relief doesn’t come my way anymore
Hope’s avoiding me
and Love’s gone shy
Laughter doesnt’ call
Joy left without saying goodbye

In times like when all you feel like is to
go skydiving without parachutes
bungee jump without a cord
or take a permanent smoke

In times like this
you know that it’s a
reality check
With no swank clothes
or pretty make up
Reality’s such an ugly bitch