What am I pretending to be

 I Wake up with the sun,

Shining brightly in my face.

Although I feel the clouds,

They cover my embrace.

Even though I’m sad

I’ll put on my happy face.

I skulk over to the bathroom.

I think what a hard job.

I then begin with my make up.

I won’t stop until I see a different face.

My eyes are now bright, filled with shine.

I look deep but can no longer find myself.

Looking through my closet is no easy task.

I see the sweats and wish to put them on.

What would people think?

I can’t show up in sweats!

I finally find my name brand clothes.

Yes they will approve!

One more final look is all it took,

To find out I’m not who I really am.