My secret

Everyone keeps asking if I'm okay. Like this magic word will make me 'okay' -I don't think saying ok makes me feel any better.

Can I tell you a secret?
I cry in my room secretly, I don't want anyone to pity me. I cried in front of my mum but that's my mum, I guess that's an exception.

Despite this, I do think God has made it easy for me. Maybe it'll get harder I don't know, maybe it's a different day different struggle.