Do not lie

Do you really want to hear the truth? 

Are you sure? 

Yes, you say, but I still lie. 

I lie, because a comfortable lie is much nicer than an uncomfortable truth, you know it too, 

but you still pretend like you actually want to hear the truth, don’t you? 

Honesty is everything, I hate being lied too, eventually the truth is gonna come out anyways, why bother lying, right? 

If you never had to lie to survive, you might. 

A good lie is like a spoonful of honey, it’s thick and slowly drips from the spoon onto your lips, but it’s so sweet, you don’t mind the wait. 

It takes time to prepare the spoon, to put just the right amount on it, so it isn’t too sweet but still makes you crave more, make you content, give you a warm feeling in your stomach, make you believe in fate. 

Of course it wasn’t like that, yes, everything is fine, it all worked out, it’s so nice to believe that, isn’t it? 

The thing is you don’t have a problem being lied to, you just don’t want to find out. As long as you can believe it’s the truth, everything is a good fit. 

That’s why you also lie to yourself. By staying in your delusion, by not questioning enough, by reading one little fact and immediately believing it.

It’s easier that way, isn’t it? 

So why do you want to hear the truth? 

If you’re not gonna believe it anyway?