I Lie to Myself

Vain promises after other fall short of themselves and violently collapse.I like to tell myself certain naive things. "It gets better". "Things change". "We'll brave this place". In fact, it gets worse. Nothing changes. You're already stuck in motion. It's a perpetually cruel game of self deception turn false reality. The white lies don't entirely mask away the dark ones. Which hardly makes any sense, but why should it? Life is circular.