And ever since that day
when I sat in your cold office
hands on my lap,
ears hearing wounding words,
heart taking heavy blows,
I’m scared to tell someone when
I’m not okay.
But really,
I’m okay.
And ever since that day
when I sat in your cold office
hands on my lap,
ears hearing wounding words,
heart taking heavy blows,
I’m scared to tell someone when
I’m not okay.
But really,
I’m okay.