Are you Okay?
I am tired of being asked, “Are you okay?”
because society expects me to say, “Yes, I’m fine”.
When in reality I am not okay, I never have been.
I have this nonstop feeling that I am drowning in my thoughts,
I have this none stop feeling that I am doing everything wrong.
These thoughts go through my head, but I bit my tongue
because I am afraid to speak,
afraid that what I say others will not like.
I keep to myself because I am afraid of getting hurt.
I feel like I cannot breathe,
as if these walls are closing in on me. I feel claustrophobic in my own home.
I am tired of feeling as if I am the problem.
A PERSON SHOULD NEVER FEEL ALONE IN THEIR OWN HOME.
Your home is a place of comfort and
a place that is full of familiar things,
feeling alone there makes me loose hope that things will get better.
When you grow up like me,
you learn not say sorry because it is a sign of weakness,
you learn that feelings better be kept inside
and not shared out loud
because well, saying them out loud makes them real.
My life feels like quick sand,
the more I try to make things better, t
hey deeper I fall until well, I hit rock bottom.
One can only hope that they never hit rock bottom,
but it is the undeniable truth that one day we all will hit rock bottom.
All of us at different times,
all of us will fight our own demons.
The more I go through life
the more I realize that the darkness I once thought was my enemy,
is more like a friend
because in the end the darkness is the only thing that’s really there for me.
No matter how many unbreakable bonds I make with other humans,
there are always times when I feel completely alone.
I am tired of being asked, “Are you okay?”
because in reality nobody really cares.
People only ask that question because in society it is expected of us
to be sympathetic towards one another.
As I am being asked “Are you okay?”
All these thought race through my head,
but aloud I say “Yes, I’m fine”
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