IT'S OKAY TO NOT BE OKAY

It's okay to not be okay!!!!!

When all seems to fall apart. 

Hope becomes a dream,

and getting out of bed feels hard.

Smilling and performing seems a daunting task.

Time becomes the prison and

you serve the penance for losing you.

It seems like you'll never find your lost parts.

It's okay to not be okay!!


It's okay to not have everything figured out,

It's okay to pause and look within,

When traditions seem limiting 

And conventional feels like a cage.

It's okay to stray from the timeline you mapped out thyself.

It's okay to feel too much

and it's okay too to let go.

If u feel it doesn't serve you

It's okay to not move forward, 

It's okay to stop and reflect, 

Or going backwards to make amends

Who cares if it doesn't make sense.

It's okay to catch a breath, and  

It's okay to bow out of the rat race.


It's okay to have boundaries.

Walls that only few and precious can scale.

Gates that open only to those who you deem deserving.

It's okay to not have a posse of Friends, 

with age and wisdom, trials and pain 

the numbers always dwindle. 

It's okay to allow connections to fade. 

It's okay to be yourself

Even if it ruffles the feathers of all who you think care.

It's okay to not settle for less.


It's okay to hope again

That for better or worse

This struggle, pain and moments are all for the best.

It's okay to be unokay 

It's okay to pause and reset......



P.S: Thanks and a mention to the awesome editor @Mr. MV who taught me it's okay to not be okay

 



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