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Apr 2011
I see her cry, when he walks away,
She dries her eyes and says... I'm ok.
She turns around and hides her face,
She dries her eyes to hide disgrace.

She's not ok.

She says I don't love you anymore,
when she leaves he falls to the floor.
the pain of his heart he tries to hide,
I'm ok, he says, though not inside.

He's not ok.

I mask my tears and my pain,
I hide the hurt and ignore the strain.
I'm ok, I tell myself.
and take my troubles and put them on a shelf.

I'm not ok.

Lying in a world of pain,
nothing changes if it all stays the same.
I admit fine.. I'm not ok..
I wont be alive if i stay this way..

Maybe I will be ok...

I take the first step and admit it all,
I will be ok, if I stand up when I fall.
I smile and think what a fool I have been,
How different it could have been, if I had seen,
That I wasn't ok.

I'll be ok.
Written by
Kimberley Fritz
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