I wish I could tell
You that it would get better,
But we all know the
Truth. The world was not
Made for the intricate, the
Deliberate, those
Who would pursue pure
Wisdom. It is made for the
Simple, straightforward
Simpleton, one who
Is intelligent enough
To keep quiet not
Like you, who demand
Answers and honesty and
Consistency. You
Want the world to be
Better than you, but it is
Far worse, cruder, more
Ugly than you could
Conceive. When you have to face
It, remember that
They can only put
On you that which you accept.
Deny them any
Victory, define
Your highest good, and always
Remember to smile.
What you have is more
Worthwhile than anything
From their wildest dreams.
Melodramatic Physician 