they say 

    they like it when i write

        hopeful

but i know 

      that my hope is

          fake 

i mask too well

    no one ever seeing what 

        i am feeling

but i’m too honest

    no one will ever not know what 

        i am feeling 

so they know

    that my hope is

        fake

pretending to be happy

    doesn’t make you something

        that you are not

i am trying on different 

    versions of myself on the 

        daily 

trying to find what fits

    today, it’s hopeful 

        tomorrow is a mystery 

they say 

    they like it when i write

        hopeful 

i’ll try to wear this

    outfit   

        again