I wish that I could wear hats Without looking like a little lad Or looking like a little league dad Or looking like a guy named Chad But it seems my head will have to stay Without a bowler or beret Lest someone sees me and they say "Is that his style or bad cosplay?" I wish I had no fears About looking like I have no ears Or that I haven't left my house years Or I have strong opinions about beers Or looking like I got confused In the middle of dressing for a steampunk con Or looking like I look too long in the mirror Every time I put a new hat on Wondering why do I look so bad or not bad But sad that this hat won't look like I had A plan for this cap to capitalise On how my face looks My body this size My eyes on my skull This hat on my hair The eyes that look at the things that I wear And how does it look? And how do I look? And how can I look how I look and not care? Comparing my clothes with others much closer To their own goals of some sort of closure How do they do what they want and look planned? I come to you now, my hat in my hand I wish that I could wear hats Without sparking something to recall I wish that I could wear hats Without looking any way at all