“Are you okay?” They ask
“Are you fine” they say.
With a poker face I mask
Beneath, the cringing pains that lay.
Anxiety is a companion now
Distress, such a dear friend
My existence feels questioned somehow
This so called life is on a continuous descent.
“Why don’t I look happy?” They enquire
While coaxing me to put on a fake smile
Little do they know, the cheery lad disappeared
And it’s been quiet a while.
Amazing how a person can be both
Dying to burst out, yet hesitant to speak
I am now like a mammoth,
Outwardly strong, but about to be extinct, I’m that weak.