Not all thoughts are articulated by endless deception. But, through these ideations of sincerity, comes a depression. A wizened mind gives way to a lack of rapport with the one who hears, the listener. A perfect mirror, the speaker is always near, asking,
“What side are you on? What side are you on?”
Vexed by confusion, the poor culprit of deception is nothing but a bellicose invention. What can it do but release dreary, thoughts and ideas? The fear of seeing clearly. The one who listens, must witness obsession if they want to conquer their impaired personality that lacks confession, as it tries to ask,
“Whose side are you on? Whose side are you on?”
saying "it" in the third to last line was intentional *****