Rain on the window hide my tears
Don't let anyone realize that they have slipped
I'm smiling through them
But at the cost of what?
Could it be my sanity?
Or just plain insanity?
Help me because I'm blind
All these thoughts run through my mind
Am I trapped?
Or just heavily guarded
I can't tell through the thick mist
So clouded by judgment
So thinned by honesty
Where do I stand
That's right I stand at the window
Looking out at the new blue
Wondering how long this dew will cover my tears before I must face reality
And during which I must chose whether to turn back into my mind trapped within these thoughts
Or
Face reality and never know what's in store for me.
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IT's Okay To Not Be Okay
PoetryJust because you say your okay doesn't mean you are and that is alright so don't keep your head down because even when you think your alone someone is always there, Because it really is okay not to be okay.
