'Are you really alright?'
Distant words.
Are you?
Are you?
Hotness of tears and silence.
He made me do that.
He made me
Cry.
'Are you really fine...?'
Are you?
Are you?
You,
My darling have no idea
About the complexities of me.
You should not.
Would not.
Could not
Know
The complexities of me..
Almost alright.
Almost fine.
This is me being fine.
This is me being alright.
This is me
Drowning,
In the complex sea of me...
©Prettyintelligentprincess
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