Dreams

Dreams; they speak of a world unknown,
Yet we hold on to them as if they are our own.

To call a spade as a spade; we need to open
our eyes and move out of the shade.
To know what is true and to know what is right,
To not give up and end; without a fight.
Work our way out of all of this muck,
To learn when and how to not give a fuck.

Open your eyes my friend life is here,
It is all your's and it sways where you steer