Everything's Gonna Be Okay
Shh… everythings gonna be okay
do you know what it’s like, walking in my shoes?
If its going to be a good day, or a bad one, I can never choose
My life is surrounded by screaming and crying
You tell me I can control, but trust me, I am trying
You stroke my hair
saying, “ shh… everythings gonna be okay….”
Maybe it will one day….
i am upset over tiny, miniscule things that make no sense
kicking, clawing, and screeching, till my muscles get too tense
You're wrong when you claim to know me
Blinded by denial, unable to hear my every plea
I am trapped inside my crying, screaming body
yearning for my escape, telling myself, “what are you doing, Stop!”
Control over my actions is a play, and I am just a prop.
Now, I can’t ever tell when my next outburst will be, or how long it will last
always being haunted by the dead hand of the past…
I was always like this, and forever will I be
One day you will see..
This is no act, decision, or game
after every episode, I am riddled with shame…
still you stroke my hair
saying “ shh…. everything is gonna be okay..”
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