Your platitudes are just empty words
Vapid cliches that don't mean a thing
You think they're true and so profound
But all they do is mislead and deceive

I saw it on somebody's Facebook page:
“It will come when you stop looking”
But it never has before;
Why should it be that way now?

You think you're helping
You think you're being kind
But you're lying to people
Who don't deserve to be misled

Lies about things that are “meant to be”
Lies about things that “will only get better”
Lies about how “it will all make sense”
Lies about lies about the liars who lie

And the people who read this become complacent
Because they want to believe that it's actually true
And they end up being lazy and unmotivated
Because they think the Universe will fix it all for them

So how does it feel to be a feelgood pusher?
To use your words to numb their troubled minds?
How does it feel to know you're inventing expectations
That will never be realized until the day they die?

It's fortunate that death comes unannounced
And before hope is squashed or quashed
For only one moment's worth of hopelessness
Is not a bad trade for a life of doomlessness.

Truth hurts but it liberates, true
And hope is false, but ignorance
Is very good,
Only good,
When one still has his hope.

When you can't let hope in
To your heart, and you rely on
Reality, for your mental balance,
Then you are screwed, basically.

I ain't giving you a hard time, Lex,
But I can't watch a good idea go to pieces
Only because a smart one or two
Feels that deception is never good.

Just like you, Lex, I lost the ability
To self-deceive me, or get others to do it for me.
But I think of all the innocent naive persons
And for their sake I root they stay that way.

very profound read (((((SexyLexy)))))

Thank you!!