The Lies

The voice and sound of life

It speaks to me but I can't listen

It convinces me that something will happen

But I must ignore its plea

It wants me to believe what may be true

But the truth may not be right

Of course in the sense of falsehood

And in the sense of acceptability

It conquers me again

But there is no way imaginable

To change the ways of all

Though that may mine and its dream

It fails to acheive that goal

It achieves poison, a swirling, nauseating brew

To make the people fall in love

With the evil demons below

But I don't believe the lies

And you may say you're on my side

But when you try and persuade me

I see you with closed eyes