I'm OK,
I said quietly,
scamming you, luckily.

I'm damaged,
My throat gets clogged,
But it's ok, until you don't find out.

I'm falling apart,
Right in front your eyes.
Please, just walk past by me,
Don't witness my misery.

I'm tragic,
I'm dead,
And the beat slowly ends.

I yell for help,
I'm calling for you.
I don't want anyone to know,
But I need you.

I need you to realise,
I need you to save me.
My soul is already broken,
And my injury is deadly.

I yell for you, one last time,
Asking you to think it through.
Look at me and say:
Do I really look like I'm okay?