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."
