If you ask me if im okay,
I might tell you I'm good,
Only because I don't think,
I Could ever be understood,
When questions about me,
Are heard by my ear,
I'll do whatever is needed,
To make each one disappear,
If I think your getting to close,
It won't be long before I'm gone,
And at the end of it all,
You'll think it was you that was done,
See I've grown so far apart,
The years alone known well,
I forgot how to connect with someone else,
But you'll never notice my lonesome compel.
©justin_ur
J