Instead of simply asking if I was okay,
I've been criticized too many times in my life,
about situations completely out of my control.
God, many times did I just want to be okay
but all too often,
I've gotten caught between the people I care about,
and their lack of caring for me.
Something I still can't understand
is how you've been able to say the things you say,
and act the way you act
without feeling any empathy whatsoever
for the person you're making feel the way you do.
So let me say something,
I don't need to be okay. .
No, I don't need to be okay,
I need to survive because
I'm pretty sure that no one
I care about cares if I'm okay.
I won't tell you if I'm not okay,
and you won't bother to ask.
No, I'll slip right between those tiny cracks
if that's what it takes to get me through
because sometimes, myself is all I have.
Despite the dark places that I have been,
empty, alone, hospitalized, starved, and scared.
That could be anyone,
but it's not me today.