You ask if I'm alright,
You ask if I'm OK.
And I tell you there's nothing wrong.
You let it go and move on.
Are you really that dense
or am I just a good Liar?
You continue to ask your petty questions
until you finally give in and
pass me like it was any other day.
And I'll continue to grace everyone
with these empty smiles and
hope that one day I won't have to lie.
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