i'm okay
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no i don't do much damage.
no, it doesn't hurt;
line after line,
and a grave in the dirt.
no i don't hate my life,
well maybe sometimes.
depression's a curse.
no that's not a lie.
I thought without him, I'd die
I thought only with him, could I fly
But as I wiped the tears from my eyes
It all came as a big surprise
I felt okay
The faucet behind my eyes cut off
You know I say I'm okay,
And that I will push you away.
But I want you to know what I want.
I want you to hug me,
And tell me that you know I'm not.
And hold me though I'm distraught.
I'm okay,
When I refuse to look you in the eye.
I'm okay,
When I hide in the shadows.
I'm okay,
When I hide behind my fringe.
I'm okay,
When the world is ignoring me.
I'm okay,
I love nights like
this when the sky is opened into my window
and the world comes trickling in.
I feel vines and tentacular veins pierce my skin
and it's okay because
yeah I'm not so tough as I look
