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May 2021
When people ask how you are
What are the odds that you’re going to tell the truth
When it’s honestly just easier to say i’m alright
No one asks questions when you say you’re alright
If only you knew
Knew how i wanted to take an eternal flight
The truth is I’m not alright
But i don’t know how to tell people that  
I don’t know how to receive the help i give
I can help you all day and night
But i feel as if i don’t deserve it so i tell you I’m alright
The truth is, I’m drowning in my sorrows
Not wanting there to be a tomorrow
But it’s ok
I’m alright
Don’t worry your pretty little head
Just sleep tight
Because when it comes down to it
I’m alright
Written by
Skylar
95
   Benzene
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