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.