The truth

I stuck to my guns.
I did not reply.
Though my spirit seeks closure,
I must just leave the devil to make his own conclusions.

He knows the story he wished to tell,
The story teller can spin the tale
Some decieve and others believe
And those who seek knowledge will always find a way.

You can know what is true
Or you can trust what you know
Yet those are not one in the same
At the end of the day its all about what you feel.

Weave the message
Sculpt the plot
Direct the emotion
Record the pain
Write the script
Display the plot
Tell it how you see fit
But the truth will always be the truth.
...whether you want to believe it or not