No
I'm not ok.
I'm happy for your benefit.
Do I know what to do?
No. Not for definite.
What to do?
What to do?
Haven't got a clue.
Do I care?
No.
I'm sorry I'm in your hair.
Everything is falling,
I promise I'm not stalling.
It hurts.
I'm numb.
Please don't just pretend I'm dumb.
I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
I'm fine.
I just need a little more time.
"Are you ok?"
No I'm not ok.
Not today.
Not every day.
This isn't a phase.
I just told you,
I'm not ok.
I wish you'd believe me too.
What to do?
What to do?
I'm slowly dying.
Just like poor little Rue.
Don't pity me.
Let me be free.
Let me die.
Stop watching me crying.
Stop saying I'm lying
I feel like I'm dying
I already stopped trying
To keep me alive.
I let my body dive;
Deep in the water.
Drowning.
Further and further.
Finally, my life feels shorter.
"Are you ok?"
Not today.
Not any day.
I told you.
I'm not ok.
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