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I’m Okay


Alex Thurston, Contributor


 

I’m okay, 

At least that’s what I seem to say, 

I’m okay,

Because I expected to feel that way.

I’m okay, 

Because I know I don’t want to bring you down, 

I’m okay, 

But sometimes, that’s not what I need to say. 

 

But what can I do but say I’m okay, 

Because I’m afraid, 

Of what you’ll say, 

I don’t wanna be cast out

 

If I don’t say,

That I’m okay, 

Then you won’t let me help you,

You’ll stop talking to me, 

And I just can’t have that be. 

 

Simply because, 

I need to help to feel, 

A little more okay.

 

Why is it so hard to say, 

I’m not okay, 

And I can’t remember a time I didn’t feel that way.

I’m not okay,

And I think I may never be

 

For a long time now, 

I wanted to break down these walls,

For a long time now,

I’ve wanted to throw myself in your arms, 

And just sit there,

And make the world go round. 

I want to be in your arms,

Squeezing tight,

 

Because you make me okay, 

But I guess that’s over now, 

But it’s okay

 

This article was originally published in the November 8, 2019 issue.

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