And sometimes, its just like nothing is even close to okay.

I can't tell if you see that i am crying,
give me something to lean on.

It's so hard to realize
even though they know you're not okay,
they don't do anything,
simply because they don't care.

Winter just wasn't my season.

Someday, we'll know why i wasn't meant for you

God must have wanted one hell of an angel.

I don't want you to see how i really am.

I am lost and all i have is you to blame for that.

Remebering is all i have,
remebering is all i have to keep hurting me, cause you left a long time ago.

No. i'm not okay.
but thanks for asking anyway