Is Anyone Ever Really Okay?

Are you okay? This is the life I live…
What is wrong? The same things been broken all along.

Is anyone really okay, knowing that inside of us all we are only lying to ourselves trying to piece together what it is we are supposed to be doing?

Is it okay to not know how you feel at any given time? If you feel fine, but the world around you is asking what is wrong, your face isn’t lying, your eyes can’t pretend so if the rest of the world is seeing that you are not okay, but you feel just fine… are you really not okay deep down inside?

Tonight I felt just fine, but everyone and I mean everyone asked me what was wrong so what the hell do I say to them? I’m sorry my face isn’t smiling, I’m sorry that I’m not all happy all the time. I am human, I am flawed and I am falling in love with her but does she even realize this? Is she going to run and if so where?

When will she know that I’m not mad at her, I’m just mad at the world and as much as I want to be alone sometimes, all I want right now is to be lying next to her alone in a world where no one else can cut in line, take my place, and in good time just replace me.

So I run, not very far but just out of reach, up in the sky where no one could see. Alone I stare blankly wondering why I’m standing here trembling and trying to hide. I’m afraid she won’t want me if I unlocked the door, when I’m still just as lost as to why she wanted me before.

So I run, and I hide, afraid of all that tears at my insides. They all say they know me, but they all pushed away. I wish I could show them, just why I feel this way. Words are an escape, from the so called reality that we live. Taken with beauty, written with pride, they are all that we have, carved in stone on the day that we die.

Your life only closes with a scripture of words, so many don’t see this, they don’t know there worth. You may not always notice me at times, but I’m here. You may not always hear me so I’ll just speak up. You may not always feel me so please come a little closer, I’m the wind on your face and the head which rests on your shoulder.

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