Hypocritical Criticism

He always ends up lying;
Afterwards he seals himself away, crying.
No one knows that for which he is vying...
Perhaps a cause for which it is worth dying?

Very few such of those
Are worth their inherent foes,
Much less their terrible woes...
A number of exceptions do come to mind, though they too are on their toes.

Unbearable stress
Places many under duress,
Though adherents may digress
And actually suggest

A viable resolution
An end to this terrible cycle of revolution...

Unfavorable; a compromise
A situation no one wants to arise...
Perhaps though it may keep one from seeing the future through idyllic eyes,
It may also end up being the very epitome which one ought to idealize.

He continually questions it,
Considering it as proposed by a half-wit--
I cannot say with certainty, though I tend to think that he acts as a twit,
I doubt that his view is that of an idi't...