Why Don't You Get Real.

You've made a mess of your life,
And God thinks that's a shame.
It is only when you're drinking,
That you play your losers game.

No one wants you around,
'Cause you  bring them down.
No one can be happy,
Hearing your drunken sounds.

You don't care how someone feels,
When you talk ,you always drool.
You're not here in this world,
And you talk like a crazy fool.

You always have a problem,
And tell us what you feel.
I think it's time you grow up,
Why don't you get real.

Usually you're a nice guy,
Until you start to drink.
That's when you stay up,
And nobody sleeps a wink.

Liquor turns you into a slob,
That always has to sob.
Why don't you go somewhere,
And tell someone who cares.

Don't come around me no more,
When you're on a drinking spree.
Go and bother some other drunk,
And stay away from me.

You always have a problem,
And tell us what you feel.
I think it's time you grow up,
Why don't you get real.

Copyright 2000 By Glenn Smith
(All rights reserved)