Future Holds

See-through a hole what future holds I can't say nothing but the truth whichever whatever we go we see nothing but the cold when are we gonna say or when can we say when this is gonna over grey color bit by bit hugs the body all the younger colors turn to the darkest hours when people gonna survive the Unsurvivable left behind things never will be left behind since this is a circle, everything will be back in no time No love or no hate wasted on nothing but life there must be something on the water which we haven't see but tried to see not have seen finally, it will hugs everyone except the death all the younger self turns to the wrong things what can we say or what can we do maybe it's over we'll see