I accepted it, for it must be true.
I sat by and watched as it concluded.
Did it satisfy me as I thought it would?
I accepted it, for at that time, it was true.
I watched in the anticipation of truth.
And yet it did not satisfy me once again.
I struggled against it, for I knew it a lie.
I beat and struggled against it for all I could.
And once again, the end crashed down on me.
Should I try again, or refuse it this time?