I am a social outcast.
And I'm fine.
Besides all my sleepless nights and my joyful, little, scars
I'm fine.
Besides when society says, " You are nothing", which drops of blood form from
I smile and say I'm ok.
But I'm drowning from the inside out
I gasp for air and yell for help but nobody hears
So I slowly die from the hurt and the pain kept inside
But still, I say I'm fine.
I'm ok.
I smile like everyone else.
You know when you are drowning and your head is about to explode?
By reflex, you don't open your mouth until you almost black out.
Which causes death.
I'm drowning.
And I'm fighting to keep my mouth shut.
Also, I'm a social outcast.
And I will always respond with,
"I'm fine and you?"