Is It OK?

Is it OK?
To grow up this way?
To hide back pain from the past?

To act happy everyday?
And know that your DAD was the one who put you in a cast?

Is it OK?
To breath and know he doesn't want you to?
Or be paranoid in crowds because you think he will find you there?

And be cautious of what you do?
But still know that no one really cared?

Not then...
Not now...
Not ever...

Is it OK?
to still let it eat you up inside?
And think of it every night?

The repeated words that he denied
how much i had cried...

Is it OK?