Fools Follow

A word master I would need to be To describe all I see Leaving the cloth behind Let it all go, become one of the blind As the world bring itself to the brink On others sweat you drink Hate seems to be the rule Love is the tool Believed in by the fool Lost in my mind Yet nothing in there left to find I stepped outside of time Got myself lost in the rhyme. As belief became the crime So much hate As of late Because after awhile You get lost in the smile All seems fake Everyone just seems to want to take Darkness rules And follows the fools Follows And wallows In self pity Ruled by those word witty Who knows what to believe Looking for anything to relieve Gone is the light What is right When madness rules Blindness is just a tool Believed in by the fool