Right Or Wrong? I Will Be Okay
We get asked again and again what is wrong?
What nobody knows is that I do not know.
Being told that nothing is wrong if you don’t know know what is not right
Wishing only to figure out why I don't feel right
Fake it till you make it is what we're told but what if I never make it?
Hoping, praying, and pretending might not be enough so what if I never make it?
What is so wrong about falling apart into the pieces that no one seems to see?
So many questions and not enough answers as to why I am most certainly broken.
Wanting nothing but to fall apart and someone to understand why.
Being torn apart over and over, never knowing if I am okay.
I found my other half but they are just as broken as me.
We can only hide it for so long, but when we break who will put us together again.
Maybe that's why we are parts of each other, because each time we break apart, our pieces get a little mixed up.
All I want is to be good enough for someone, and I can't even be good enough for myself.
So the next time someone asks "are you okay?"
Let go and fall apart, and trust that someone will pick you up and glue you back together, even if you are completely alone.
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