"Are you okay?" No. I'm dying. I have to push myself to wake up in the morning, and when I finally do, I want to go back to sleep. Even my best dreams are becoming nightmares. I can't taste food, I can't stand the things I used to love. I'm breaking. I'm fading. I'm dying. "I'm fine."
I have seen the beauty of a dove beneath the skies I have told the harshest truths, and I have told some lies I have seen a child cry into its mother's arms I have been that weeping girl who held onto self-harm
I have heard the laughter of a man about to die I have seen the anger resting deep within their eyes I have been the victim of my own disgusting thoughts I have seen the best of people slowly start to rot
I have felt the heartache; I have seen a love go blue… So much time is left to spare, but so much less to do…
"Are you okay?" That's all they say. And I leave behind These words in my mind. I'm broken, I'm dying. Inside, I'm crying. There are wounds beneath my skin. There are trials I face within. There are things I just can't say. There are people I must betray. Beneath a smile, I feel pain. Behind the sun, there's always a little rain. And beneath these words I hold in my head... There's always the thing I say instead. I leave the truth behind.. So when they say, "are you okay?" I always say, "I'm fine."