Stop asking me if I’m ok
I’m not
Stop asking me if I’m feeling well
I don’t
Stop trying to comfort me
I don’t want it
I just want to stay mad
I want to yell, scream and get angry
I want to throw things
I want to cry and have nobody ask why
I’m not ready to smile yet
I’m not ready to laugh yet
I’m just not ready to be happy yet!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i understand sometimes you just wanna stay mad and don't want to be bothered. when your ready to be happy again it will happen in due time