The Theory

Tell me of your theory,
You're big and bad break through,

Tis nothing more than smokescreens

I have played this game with you.

Promote yourself in sunlight,

The fake smile apon your face,

Don't reveal your true intentions,

It will be reinforcing to my case.

One day your work will be busted,

And I will be sitting back,

You'll wonder what had happened,

Why your theory got the sack.

Your theory in essence is flawed,

It can be seen through like a glass,

I know the keen eyes are watching,

When you're "square one" comes to pass.

You once had a steady theory,

That could sustain your busy life,

But you did not work it hard enough,

This is story of your life.

There are many factors to theories,

It's not just black and white,

Please don't forget those around you,

Or you will lose them from your sight.