Stop asking me if I am okay so I can stop lying to you
Stop asking me if I am okay so I can stop lying to you
STOP ASKING ME IF I AM OKAY SO I CAN STOP LYING TO YOU
I am not okay
I hide scars beneath layers of foundation so no one can see the markings of a paintbrush of metal
I purge when I need to feel control over something because I am losing control of my world
I exercise, exercise, exercise
Just so I can look like you
I hate lying to you
But if I told you how I really was you would give me the look
The look of pitiful shock
The look of "How could I have missed this?"
It's not you
I'm not lying about that
It's me
And I'm okay