FUTURE

you push Me toward streets that I don't know,
you delude me to be able to go out from there without hurting me.
Joy is something antiquated,
it doesn't have present,
neither future.
Irresponsibility is not negative,
it needs to know how to dominate her/it.
Push me toward correct streets,
this it is not my future.
My future is made of Punk,
not of crack.