False Hope

Wanting everything
And nothing
I fill my head with nonsense
Clouding my vision of reality

A dreamstate I am in
Thinking they'll accept me,
Not for who I am but,
For who I pretend to be

So when the time comes
I stand tall and excited
Holding back an ear-to-ear-grin
Then deflate quickly as I go unnoticed

"I bet they are just busy,"
I always say
Fooling myself into believing
Today I'd make a friend