Nowhere

Алексей Шевченко 2
     «Nowhere»
So this, my black pen is,
And this is my few words,
It talks about me and you,
Or how I wish to take this truth,
It was a dream,
But did I sleep?
How can I this admit,
That real is not true for you,
And I’ve already knew,
That lie is road to nowhere,
So now, I want you to invite right there.
Drop all your dreams,
Forget your hope,
And life will show you way in fog.