Wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday
I open the cabinet and pull out my mask
Pull my hoodie sleeves over my arms
Sling my bag over my shoulder
Open the front door quietly
Trudge to the bus-stop
Sit in the very front
Close my eyes
Escape
New clothes
Wearing my smile
No need for any sleeves
Wanting my looks to be nice
Skipping out the front door loudly
Dancing to the bus-stop singing happily
Sitting in the back with all my closest friends
Open my eyes and realize again it was all a dream