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Decisions


Look at his smile And his injured eyes Oh he'll take you on an adventure With the most dangerous guys He gave you one little drink The color of candy He said "take a sip" And it tasted of brandy You drank and you drank Oh you couldn't stop You were dizzy and tipsy You were about to drop Oh but he caught you Such a swell guy He took you to his room And there you lie Half awake he had you And then it begun Your clothes were falling And you could only stare as he un- What was happening? Was this for real? You laid there in horror Witnessing the spiel Now your done Your sitting there crying How could he hurt you? Make you feel like dying? You've sobered up That is true But what of that feeling That your tummy grew? 9 months passed And a baby is born How bittersweet it is It made you feel torn You threw it away -adoption that is And ran to his house Told him it was his His fault for everything That you ever did Your drinking and partying Your too loose of a lid He smirked And shook his head "Oh you silly girl, You dragged me to bed" "No" you shouted But he just looked at you "You came to me for a good time, I provided one, that is true." "You begged and you whined For a different life, any, And as we all know, Misery loves company."
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