Am not okay,
thats what most people would say,
But who is really ok?
Is ok the new way to conversate?
Or just an excuse to get thru unforgiving days,
No one seem to care ,
what one really has to say,
But am not ok, am really not ok,
Your pain pierces thru my membrane,
As ur words shattered and rip my veins,
The outcast of this fear and pain,
Does that seem ok?
But I’ll stil say, am ok!
Melly wilson (poetic nature)