I looked back to the Vreeter,
Only to find a Crook full of juice.
The simple thing is to retreat,
When you are unaware of the surprises you may meet.
Beware beware of the looks,
They may deceive you very quickly,
Only to find that you are alone,
With your life, your dreams and your past.
Live it to the fullest,
Live it to pieces,
Live or live not tis not the question,
It is you to decide to leave or to live,
In a second, all could be lost.