Hope and other shallow things

Rise up and go about your business

Do everything neat and right

It's not sustainable so you'll need some rest

Wallow in a puddle clutching your espresso

Stop playing pretend for long enough to breathe

Friends, all they see

Is the face you made yourself

Coyly crafting an image unbreaking

Always in the right, confident and smart

Powerful gait and saying all the right things

But you know you've got about 8 hours

And the mask falls off

Because it's not possible

To hold yourself up on your own

So much pride built up in yourself

But there's so much dishonesty there

Underneath the image you show

At the end, you'll snap to your senses

And the outcome is regret

Because you haven't been yourself yet.