Pure white for new beginnings
Purple, royalty
Some orchids bloom in the dark

I’m (not) okay
and I’m (not) alright
My brain’s full of static
and my heart’s full of fright

I’m (not) okay
and feeling a little lonely
I don’t know how to fix it
I wish someone would hold me

I’m (not) okay
Maybe I will never be
Why am I like this?
What’s wrong with me?

I’m (not) okay
and I cried for an hour
over a broken fingernail
and I refuse to shower

I’m (not) okay
and I’m pulling out my hair
Now I’m bald and ugly
More fuel for the despair

I’m not okay
and I think I need help
I’ll go kicking and screaming
but I can’t do it by myself.

There once was a girl who looked like her dad.
She told herself it wasn’t that bad.
But when she’d go on a date,
they’d show up late
then say, “I don’t date dudes, my bad.”

Three large Lego bricks.
One blue, one yellow, one red.
I have walked too far.