Manipulation Wins How Sad
How can I have fear of shame
lies and theories haunt my name
mouths which think I have no brain
clouding minds a nasty stain
drained of good a subtle way
a reputation they portray
in their quest for selfish gain
a jealousy they can't contain
They allow the negative
as they let mystery live
explanations they then give
theories, lies through which they shift
none of which are positive
fronting their dishonest gift
believed as they are good at it
they spread the word I'd lost my mind
and this they claimed a long long time
as I stayed silent out of sight
and now people believe this lie
Truth be told I kicked them out
left one day and without doubt
didn't want those peeps about
felt no need to speak or shout
but now I do with all deceived
so long passed I'm not believed
their story with unmovable seed
vindication of why I leave
but everyone now thinks I'm mad
when I tell of treatment bad
it's treatment I just couldn't of had
manipulation wins... how sad
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