Something is really bothering me,
And it is with the line of "It's okay."Why would you say "It's okay" when it is clearly not okay.
It really bothers me.
I guess it's just with me.
To grow up thinking that everything should be okay, even though I know it isn't.
I on the other hand is a good actress, who gives you the brightest smile,
gives the loudest laugh but it thunders,
then the thunder would slowly form a lightning inside the main organ of my cardiovascular system,
it creates a deep hole which will surely break the inside as it is as fragile as it is,
and since no one cares, no one would really know,
and yes it's okay,
everything's just fine.
Is it really okay?To be hurt in silent,
To hold your mouth wishing that no sobs would escape,
Sitting in the edge of the corner, with the darkness as the comfort you wanted to feel
And like the rain your tears are falling without restraint.Is it really okay?
It's so hard to be okay when you are not really okay.
But why would you always choose to reply, "It's okay", when you do not feel it at all?
I guess it's just me growing, thinking that my problem is mine, as you have yours. I don't want to add up to your burdens. My simple way of saying that I can always survive this.
Yes, I am not really okay, but it's okay.
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The Waves of Feelings
PoetryViolent waves of thoughts always keep me up It wants me to be drowned To be blown into the depths of the ocean And to not exist.