“Are you okay?”
They asked
Again
Do I really have to lie?
Can’t you look into my eyes,
And see I’m not?

“Whats wrong?”
They question
Again
Oh nothing much
I don’t want to bother you and such
But if you ask again I might just spill

“How’s it going?”
Ugh
That again
Could it be I should confide?
And tell what’s going on inside?
But no, they don’t really want to hear

“Can we help?”
Oh
Thats a first
But no, I am ok
Please, just go on with your day
It’s not like you care about me anyway

“Oh my god”
They had
Said
When they found her: broken, bent
When they found out what she meant
When she said “I’m fine”