I’m Not Okay

I may not say anything 

You may never ask

But if you can read the lines in my face

The silent stares into space

I’d want you to know

It’s easy to put on the masks

I do it many times a day

Playing different parts in a stage production 

But it’s still me hiding underneath

Not being able to communicate

I need you to know I’m not okay

That I’m fighting internal demons

My joy is being sucked dry

I’m going through the motions off an unwritten script

Until I can heal from my wounds 

Ask me, more than once

Not just once a week

Keep offering me help

Because I might need it soon

To keep up this fight for my sanity