The best lie ever told, "I'm ok."

Yes I'm ok, even though I don't know what I'm doing with my life

Yes I'm ok, even though this damn tissue won't stay dry

every time it touches my eyes

Yes I'm ok, even though he told me yesterday it was forever

and forever lasted a season

Yes I'm ok, even though this red line I keep tracing on my skin

burns. It hurts.

You look at me

with uncertain eyes

like you want to ask me again, "Are you ok?"

but you don't.

And maybe if you did, I wouldn't always say this:

"No, no, really…I'm o k."