Is it okay to not be okay?
Sometimes I feel like it is.
It makes me survive throughout the day.
Makes me hope to the end of this.
This pain, This suffering I know.
The tears I hold back.
The sadness that I refuse to show.
All my days, living in the black.
But other times I feel like it's not.
It's not okay to cry.
It's not okay to know a lot,
About all the aches and pain.
People bully you, Friends leave you,
Family refuses to believe.
I don't know what to do.
I have no will to achieve.
People are afraid of you.
People take shots at you.
People judge you.
But no one knows you.
I'm afraid of this world.
I'm afraid of every thought.
As the winds whirled,
I think about a lot.
So is it okay?
Truly okay? To not be fine.
I can't live through the day,
If I can't get a sign.
Is it okay?
