am i ok? no. it’s

am i ok? no. it’s all been a lie
to myself to everyone

i feel like an empty shell of what and who i used to be.
walking around with a blank stare on my face
the mask changes when people are around
i go into auto-pilot
as recognition sets in

as tear stained pillows cover the bed
i havent hurt like this in years
i had forgotten this pain
had tossed it aside
as i have been

dont ask me if i’m ok
you’ll just hear what you want to hear
not the truth
not the facts
not the pain
not what comes out in the dark