Knowing whats real is to hard to believe, so tell yourself it's false and hold up those ideals. Cognitive dissonance confuses your fragile mind and leads you to a place of constant disdain. So you reason yourself towards the path of least resistance. trying to hold back the perils that swarm your mind, dissonance leads to self affliction. You fucking simpleton, you shallow pitiful excuse for sentience you have the gift of reason and intellect, but you squandered it with belief in deities and open fields of everything nice. All because you cant accept finality and your meaningless existence. Pathetic, your complexity is tarnished with simplicity.
Cognitive dissonance.
Your god is nowhere to be seen and it's looking less and less likely to be, yet you justify and believe your own fucking lies. Wasted lives waiting for a savior to fit the archetype, that savior has forgotten you. I'll tell you this my friend, when life comes to an end, you'd better pray that I am wrong, you'd better pray I am fucking wrong.
Giving into it, giving into it, giving into it, give it back.
You're like a fox in lust of grapes, but he knows they're out of reach so he tells him self they are sour, knowing full well they are not, just to ease his polar dissonance and calm the storm inside.

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