It's okay,
Just put up a smile;
Laugh a lil louder;
Speak to them without losing your composure;
Take one day at a time;
Divert their attention to a pretty accessory.
You've got this!It's really not okay,
I'm unable to put up a smile;
My heart is weeping;
I lose my composure;
Neither am I able to take it one day at a time,
Nor distract myself.
I don't got this!
YOU ARE READING
Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...