"I Am Not Okay"

People are stupid, they don’t mean what they say

They don’t say what they mean

They ignore what they have

And don’t see what has to be seen

You see, we can never get satisfied

Instead with every aspect, we get traumatised

“For what we have, is all made of stone

For what others have is all made of gold”

That is the mentality stuck in our head

And we carry it in our minds day by day till we’re dead

Why can’t we live it the easier way?

Why can’t we say just what we need to say?

When we frown upon our head, everyone asks are you alright?

You look up to them and smile

But “I am not okay” is what you’re screaming inside

You need to get it..People cannot read faces

They can’t pull you out, till you tell them what the place is,

You are your own demon hiding under your bed

You are your own whispers screaming in your head

Does the silence seem too loud?

Does your head get lost in the crowd?

Mine does too, but it is not something to be ashamed of

Just know that you’ll pull through

For I am being bullied day by day

Not by someone else but by my mind’s decay

It is never too late for you can always talk

They are people always listening

You both just need to take a walk

On an endless road for you know

Solemn was the place you were waiting to go!