When someone ask me the question,
If I am okay.
My brain overheats,
And my heart speads up.
I start to sweat,
And my tongue felt like lead.
My words become heavy,
The one I want to say.
To say that I'm not okay,
That I'm in desperate need of help.
My those words die out,
And what was left was what i had to say,
Which was; 'Yes I'm okay'.
©ashanta
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