Belonging to Conspiracies

October 22, 2012
By shiekra BRONZE, Branchburg, New Jersey
shiekra BRONZE, Branchburg, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
\"Even in the darkest of time, there is always hope. But sometimes fear clouds our vision. Sometimes our strength gives out. And yet sometimes, when all seems lost, a light shines through the darkness.\"


Speaking so carefully;
The truth behind your lies
Nestled deeply (Whispering softly.)
In your disguise.

You’re calling on angels;
That don’t believe your words.
It’s your own fate. (They will call soon.)
It’s your own work.

And yet when you fall down,
You get up and speak again.
Each breath coming out of your mouth is a sin.

(This is the part where the fight begins!)

It’s unnaturally
A reality;
The bending of your dignity!
It makes its way
To choose your fate.
It’s a complete catastrophe!

You’re burning out
And living free!
And under all your lies
Is a broken soul,
Like many seen;
That made you decide this will not be alright.

Tryin’ to keep everything in sync.
__

Pushing your problems
Into another’s arms.
Run away (Get out of here.)
Before they swarm.

Quietly you tremble;
The fear of facing truth
Is your weakness (It’s the ending.)
It makes your moves.

You toss and you turn,
Yet believe you are the best.
Until proven wrong you think you’ll outrun death.

(This is the part where you take the test!)

It’s unnaturally
A reality;
The bending of your dignity!
It makes its way
To choose your fate.
It’s a complete catastrophe!

You’re burning out
And living free!
And under all your lies
Is a broken soul,
Like many seen;
That made you decide this will not be alright.

Its like many, free!
The liberty;
To belong to the conspiracies!
They play with you,
They mess with you,
It is their favorite thing in this world to see!

And in the end,
When we’ve given in;
They’ll clap so mockingly.
And the silent waves
Of hate so great
Will show them just what it means to be so keen!

Tryin’ to keep everything in sync.
__


The author's comments:
To be honest, I came up with this one day during a detention. The tune began to ring in my head and then soon enough, I had a basic outline of a song set up. Soon enough I'll have it recorded with the guitar playing and everything. Hopefully this could get some recognition.

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