The Stigma I'M Not Okay

My struggles are real, There as real as they get. Like a bad nightmare replaying in my head. This is not a video game you can play, You can't win money on a lottery play. Or earn trophy's when life gets in the way. You can't even earn piece of mind, Because a piece of mind doesn't exist. I don't walk around with a chip on my shoulder, I don't even walk around with a fake smile. That would be too much effort. But when someone asks me if I am Okay, I lie and say I am. But I'm not Okay. To others I seem fine, I look fine on the outside, But in the inside, It's something totally different. I'm not Okay, This stigma, I wish would wash away. I wish I could flush these feelings away. I'd ask for a redo, Start my life over again But this time I'd be normal, Without this harsh stigma that i have to live with.