I Think I'm Ok, If That's Ok

By Genevieve Fisher

A perfect excuse
With a perfect discuise
Can hide me from that feeling inside
What it is I cannot tell
But it lingers like a Festering smell
My parents, they care
But seem to be scared
They didn’t ask for this, they came unprepared
We need help from someone who has a clue
Or it won’t just be me, but the whole family to
What they teach
And the people we meet
As they help us out of a hole so deep
We though that there’d be no relief
But now the world seems as colourful as an autumn leaf
Now I’m in a place
I wouldn’t be in
If the mental challenges hadn’t been seen as such a sin
But the world is a little brighter, and my shoulders a little lighter
It does gets better, and one day you’ll say
‘Yeh, you know what, I think I’m OK’

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