Okay
They asked me, “Are you okay?”
Yes, I said in a happy way.
I asked myself, “Am I okay?”
And then I chose to escape away.
My own mind deceives,
Knowing it’s wrong, I’m tempted to believe.
Feels like being tied in a seat,
And asked to be on feet.
But deep inside the heart,
I hear a voice very dim and soft.
Saying everything will be fine one day,
Everything will make sense one day.
Even when times are rough,
I believe I am enough.
It’s okay not to be okay,
Just don’t quit and find the way.
Writing this note to remember,
Each day to make myself feel better.
