As I sit
Wearing a shirt
That brands the slogan
Always be happy
I smirk at how ironic it must be
As I struggle to find my happiness.

Maybe the answer was always in a shirt
For I have no one else around me saying it
But maybe that's also the problem.

That I seem to refuse to admit.
Fake a smile
Fake a laugh
Fake a life
Fake a job
Fake it all

And then one day
Maybe
It might become real
The laugh
The smile
The life
The job

It will all become real
As
Will
I