I think I am Fine because I can
Forget
More than
Regret
I can shed
Tears and not
Worry about my
Fears
I can still dream
While crying my self a
StreamI have so much
Pressure
On me about how I am to to
Suppress all my
DepressionYet how am I supposed to tell
That I am not
Well?Will I have to cut
So you can see my
Scars?
Will I have to
Die for you to
Realize
What I told you was a
Lie?Take in to perspective
Of how I was
DeceptiveI live my life
To tell you a tale of why
I must dieWith each word I write
I think of taking my
LifeYou can hype me up on
Meds
Take me to bed after
Therapy
But you can't erase these
Thoughts in my head.I think I am Fine because I can
Forget
More than
Regret
I can shed
Tears and not
Worry about my
Fears
I can still dream
While crying my self a
StreamYet I still have These
Thought
In my
Head
YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryJust read it It's probably not your thing so be reckless and read the unthinkable and unmentionable #411 in the ranks