Corn on the macabre

I’m ok

I scream for help. I cry for attention.

I sit by your side, so that you can listen.

You give me a hug, you tell me it’s fine

You remind me that; you’re forever mine.

But this never happens, I’ll give you a lie

Please see my facade, please start to pry.

My mouth doesn’t move, my body stays still

The demons freeze my pleads, all against my will.

So next time you ask, “How are you today”

Know there’s a Billon screams behind “I’m ok”