They think I'm okay,
But I'm not.
I'm dying.
All their words have finally broke through.
And they're killing me.
So no,
I'm not okay,
But I can't tell them.
If I do,
They'll judge.
All of this won't be worth it.
All the lying,
All the masks,
All the sacrifices.
And they won't believe me.
I'm not the kind of person that would do this to myself.
Because I always say,
Okay.
But I'm not.
