Reality Check

(A/N: wooooooooh. Odd little poem.)

Open twenty-four hours a day

Reality check

Guaranteed to stomp your hopes into oblivion

For when you can’t trust anyone else

To tell you the truth

Because they don’t want you to feel bad

When you only dread what’s real

But hide in your fantasy dream land

That’s where I come in

So come on down

The door’s always open

I’m here all the time

Your faithful loving Reality Check