a lie

Im ok

but im really not,why cant you see my sadness, its pouring out,leaking like a cracked sink

Im fine, i swear

no im not, i try to answer truthfully but instead a lie rips out my mouth barely letting me register

I'm getting better

Ha, what a sweet sweet lie, i'm not getting better, im getting worse and there's nothing i can do about it, im scared to up my dosage because i don't want to be addicted.

a lie, it starts off with a lie, then it becomes something bigger, lying is what fills me, i tell them im fine when in reality i want to die, lying makes me feel something ,gives me a high.