I get that from everyone else
Are you okay?
I hate that questionHow are you supposed to answer that question?
If I say yes, I am perfectly fine
Then no one ever believes meThen they sit and ask more stupid questions
They poke and prod and
I hate that tooBut if I say no, I am not okay
Then they swarm and nobody leaves me alone
Nobody wins with that questionI get that from everyone
Are you okay
Are you okay
Are you okayNo I am not okay
BECAUSE PEOPLE KEEP ASKING ME STUPID QUESTIONS THAT NO ONE HAS THE ANSWER TOO!Who is really okay anyways?
Cause I know I sure as heck ain't!
Name one person you know who is truly and perfectly fine
You can't because no one is playSo why do ask the same stupid question
Over and over and expect a different answer
The term for that is insanityI wish you would all shut up
You say you want to help me
Find another way to ask if I'm okay
Because the answer will always be noThis world is messed up and weird
And anything that happens that isn't messed up
Or anything that is happy
The world takes it and just about kills itSo no I am not okay.
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...