"Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good, thank you."
It's the same response everyday,
yet I don't know if I'm okay.
If I were to answer truthfully,
no one would want to listen to me.
They don't need to hear me complain,
they will only think I'm insane.
All I can do is carry on,
but deep down I feel so gone.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 4:46 PM UTC
"Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good, thank you."
It's the same response everyday,
yet I don't know if I'm okay.
If I were to answer truthfully,
no one would want to listen to me.
They don't need to hear me complain,
they will only think I'm insane.
All I can do is carry on,
but deep down I feel so gone.
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