destiny

splinterd off minds
as you shove forks in your eye
seeing if you can still feel
what all people caused for you

its brokenglass, what were all walking on
as we limp up to our destiny
dont know which path to take
the damage of memories confuse your choice

hope your gut is right
maby youll end up suffering more
so you get pushed to find a cover
for the pistal to your heart