Make-Believe Mood

In the worst of days I make for me A make-believe mood! When within a storm rages The heart is laden with charcoal tar One by one I fill up the pages That twinkle in make-believe’s borrowed star! What magic can do a changed hair style When I walk the darkest mile It shows in the mirror a new look me Contented to be make-believe happy! A make-believe man not let the world know All the pains inside morale low Even once show not entrails crude But spread in air make-believe mood! In make-believe cheers when I hum a tune It blunts the agony makes me feel immune Miraculously comes back a feel real good Saves the worst of days the make-believe mood!