Poems for You and Me

Being Ok

I've always said" I'm OK,"

But will I ever say" I'm fine,"

Or ever upgrade to" great,"

But I guest for now I'll be OK.

The words never seem to change,

But yet you ask anyway,

And you push them offvwith easy,

As if you do believe.

If I happen to give the wrong answer,

What will you do?

Will you help or just follow the rest.

I'm always OK with my living standard,

Not fine or great,

Maybe that's the way it's suppose to be.