WE WILL MEET AGAIN

open your eyes, can you see now, youre blind to the realities that are staring you in the face, believe me, you will never know if you dont waken from that dream, you will see that the shotgun right next to your face, the world spins around and youre still on it for some reason, your words have nothing to do with reality, they dont hold any gravity, the streets are over grown with our youngs blood, you can only guess what we are all about, you can only pretend to know whats going on, but in the end you will never be able to guess that drink in your glass, is it a poison, how do you know that your words have brung you to this fork in the path, you should see if your eyes were open, that the path ahead is never clear and always meets back up in the end.