The Hell I came to know.

All of it is can become hell. As we hear the ringing of the bell. Their love seems act like bait. Which I've come to very much hate. I see everything they do. And I see it times two. I hear everything thing the say. Yet their lies don't stay at bay. You treat me as if I'm below. Yet I refuse to bow. I hold my sins weight. All cause I know my fate. You act so free. As you push it upon me. I don't follow groups. For lies are bigger in troops. I seek the knowing of it's truth. Cause it was never taught in my youth. Leave me be to find my belief. For your lies bring my very much grief. By: Jason Wilson