He asks are you okay?
Yes is my lie
He doesn't know that I'm hurt
Nor will I let myself tell him
I won't tell him because...
Because I want to protect him.
I want him to see me as
Strong and independent
But when he looks away
I break down and cry.
I'm not strong
I'm weak
I'm not independent
I need him in order to live.
I think deep down
He knows I'm pretending
But he deosn't say anything
He lets me pretend
Lets me try to convince myself
That I'm happy
Even though I'm truly not!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem