My life is a damn joke
They think all I do is coke
But I do it for a reason
And depression I cannot cope
They don’t know what’s in my head
Deep inside I am fucking dead
All I said was I’m okay
And they left me with what I said
Am I really okay
Do you trust me of what I say
I’m screaming in my head
And I take it day by day
I’m hiding what’s deep inside
Whatever it takes for me to hide
And as much as I can
I’ll tell you lie after lie
But I’m really not okay
Otherwise is what you like for me to say
And I keep it to myself
Even if it’s not that way
- Author: Dysthymia ( Offline)
- Published: October 23rd, 2019 01:35
- Category: Sad
- Views: 18
Comments1
Well, we do say 'I'm Okay' as a general reply to some folk. Maybe we don't know them that well? And would they listen if we had a long chat with them? I suppose we don't tell EVERYONE our personal matters or situations.
Some might even be expecting us to reply:' Yep, all is Okay', and be surprised if we said 'Well, actually, no I 'm not Okay!'
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