I’m (not) okay
and I’m (not) alright
My brain’s full of static
and my heart’s full of fright

I’m (not) okay
and feeling a little lonely
I don’t know how to fix it
I wish someone would hold me

I’m (not) okay
Maybe I will never be
Why am I like this?
What’s wrong with me?

I’m (not) okay
and I cried for an hour
over a broken fingernail
and I refuse to shower

I’m (not) okay
and I’m pulling out my hair
Now I’m bald and ugly
More fuel for the despair

I’m not okay
and I think I need help
I’ll go kicking and screaming
but I can’t do it by myself.