You know it isn’t, but you say things are looking up.
You tell people you’re doing all right,
that it’s turning out fine
that the world is a glorious place to be
and you wouldn’t choose anyplace else.

You know it’s not true
but you think you’re being treated better
that your job is getting easier
your commute shorter.
You state that your suspicions are unconfirmed
and you don’t know what you were so worried about.

You believe, you tell everybody
that this might be the best year yet
but you know it isn’t.