you'd think i'm okay because i wear my smile like badge. letting it cling to me so that, at times, it almost become who i am.
you'd think i'm okay because i'm kind, not bitter or twisted, or anything that fits the requirement of being broken.
you'd think i'm okay from the good grades i get. capable, dedicated, determined. all words that someone may use to describe me. words that barely skim the surface.
you'd think i'm okay from the facade i put up. extroverted, fun-loving, energetic. words that fit a person dissociated from myself.
you'd think i'm okay from the things i keep inside. the pain, the hurt, the sorrow. the three words they all accept blindly: i'm better now.
YOU ARE READING
alouette
PoetryPrequel to the poetry set, "cygne". Reading alouette first is recommended, however cygne can be read as a stand-alone.
