Playing Lies Is this the world? Of these test and games, As you challenge my head, In most difficult ways? Does yielding to your hand, Bring you joy over this ban, To actually express, And fail your stupid test? Should I not live in this world, Without another by the door, Will these quests you send, Never meet an end? For destiny is irrelevant, As fate controls my hand, Carrying all that was meant, A siege across the land, Weird I'm a slave, A servant at hand, To a force that isn't real, The society of man, It isn't real, Can't feel it or such, Yet it rules over all of us, And don't object it's touch, Why is this so, A force like a foe, That only seems to harm the soul, Allowed to keep command, Bringing over lofty demands? The answer is simple, Yet none to pleasing, Because society is a lie, Who are we teasing? For it's not a god, A supreme force, It's only a mirage, I show no remorse, It's nothing large, Nor a huge golden sign, It's only a trick, An illusion of the mind, Only set in place, Of people to scared, To live how they want, Without constant fear