After they told you a false story, now they tell you another false story Story after story as if it is a high rise. And the only person who is getting high is them. But no, not you. You stay down low. To the ground. Then after you proved them wrong, they say, “Well, you started it!” How did we start it?. But I simply ask, is it finished? That’s one thing you’ll never hear them say. Afraid to be at the end of it all. Because you and I are at the beginning.