It’s my past which has shown me
What to expect
In this way which I live
I must pass
And reject
In this way which they live
They come to expect
What should be
Must be done
And how one must act
In this way how they judge
And draw their conclusion
Based on lies
Not the truth
Just their simple delusion
It’s how they are built
It’s how they are wired
So you know if you’re in
So you know if you’re hired
And this is the essence
Of this grand design
Are you with him?
Or are you still mine?
Either way it won’t matter
The answer you know
As for I with the truth
Of you I let go
And continue to do so
Time after time
And write poems about it
Rhyme after rhyme