Bad Feeling

I have a bad feeling swirling around
It makes me sick to my stomach
Waves of nausea creep overhead
There's something terribly wrong here
Intuition had been warning me
I feel its presence getting stronger
But I've been seeking evidence
Which I now believe I've found
The more I know the worse it gets
Manipulation attempts seem more evident
Chance of error still does exist
But suspicion has been rendered unshakable
Nothing yet set in stone
But I've collected pieces of rock
With embedded scripts
And been putting them together
Undeniable data
Slowly formulating
Messages inscribed
I keep reading
Some are really sad
Others fucked up
Each moment spent in sympathy
Gets superseded by your troubling behaviour
Every time you come around
These bad feelings are ignited
Agenda so apparent
Even if thoughts of deception are unfounded
So my trusted hands
Will continuously dig
For more cold rocks
To support my theories
The trails you leave
Are deeply disturbing
And I don't like walking
Your twisted paths
If things continue further
Eventually there will come a time
Where I will turn right
From your self-oriented motives
And I'll set you straight
Far away from me
Probably for the best
There's no benefit to this mess