Unnoticed

January 11, 2015

you never notice

how I just keep to myself

avoiding everyone's gaze,

avoiding the questions;

"how are you?",

"are you okay?",

"how's your day?"

all I say is, fine or— maybe even alright to change it up.

no one ever seems to second guess what I actually mean.

and I swear to you, I'm pleading for you,

for anyone,

to notice I'm not okay, not yesterday, not today,

there's always a chance I won't be okay another other day.

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