Bright blue sky,
vivid green grass
Wind lightly blowing
as the clouds pass
Pitch black sky,
dull brown grass
A cold breezy chill,
with no clouds to pass
The days change,
just as people do
Eventually you will be confused
because you won't know what's true
You won't know love from lust
You won't know friend or foe
You won't know left from right
or which direction to go
You won't know the basics
You'll confuse every skill
You won't know your rights
and forget about free will
 
Copyright © pepsifreak217, All Rights Reserved