Time and reality

born and raised close,we grew together our boots at hand,we both were footballers they say time heals, but it also takes away the kids dream,adulthood reality screams am I blaming growth, the harshness in it seems ..........maybe sinking my emotions,facing hypocrisy okay let's start in the beginning,when all of sudden there is sinning Kevin was old enough,he had too hustle his grandmum too old,he had to look for doo But too many distractions lie in the path of teen soon you slip right into the trap and be a drug fiend OR worse gun down in these streets your body bleeding Covered in white sheets