Enjoy.
"How are you?" They ask.
"I'm fine." You say.
We all know it's a lie,
But what are we gonna say?
"I know you're not happy" or "What's really wrong?"
"Is there a reason that you don't even enjoy your favorite song?"
"Why aren't you eating?"
"What's that on your wrists?"
"Are you truly okay?"
"Why don't you want to exist?"
We can ask all these questions,
But it'll still be the same.
"How are you?" We'll ask.
But your answer won't change.Thoughts?----->
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryMy semi-decent, mediocre poetry that you'll either enjoy or laugh at how much it sucks. Enjoy.