but the truth

is always there

In the back of the mind

Threaded among 

       skilfully woven lies

The tingling on your head

              from the voice

chanting in your ear

That something   isn't  quite right

But 

it'll lay dormant, hidden

People are not ignorant

Simply naïve

Most of all

Arrogant

They don't want to be lied to

           don't believe they can be lied to

 In the end,

they're the ones trying the hardest to disprove its existence

A/N Yeah, I'm not that happy with this one, but I had it written for a while now just collecting dust, so I figured I'd publish it anyway.