Deep down I want to answer with “I’m not okay.. This existence is a game That has yet to go my way. I can’t seem to get these tears To just decay I want to sleep, but I sit and think and Then I realize it’s the next day That one scenario I got on replay That very day I chose to walk away And ever since, I’ve been in dismay.” But I answer with “I’m okay” My feelings I shall not portray No, no, not today.