Are you doing okay?
What if I’m not?
What if it’s bad?
How much can I say?
It’s a mind game
I always have to play –
do they really want to know
if I’m having a bad day?
There’s nothing they can do for me anyway
because much to my dismay –
no, I’m not doing okay.
The Caffeinated Writer 
I am sorry for your troubles. I have been there. May you get through and past them.
Thank you for the kind words 💕
I get this, I really do. It’s that internal debate – do I give the honest answer or the polite, socially acceptable answer?
When I am honest, it starts to feel like people avoid me bc of the negative answer. 😭
thanks. my own blog draft this week feels extremely scattered and a reflection of too many emotions. i will come back to it later. thanks again
There’s nothing I love more than a short poem that conveys such a broad / long message. Powerful. 🙏🏼
Thank you 💜
This poem really resonated with me. Thank you for writing it.
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