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"I'm okay"

These two words seem to be able to hide so much about a person. It can hide their emotions, their loneliness, their sadness. These two words...media seems to always stress that these two words are a lie. Yet, nobody bothers to investigate further into what's underneath the words when they are being used. At most, one would ask, "are you sure?", but then it's just be left at that after a slight nod.
"I'm okay." Don't lie. You're not. Deep down inside it hurts. It's painful. But you hide this reality from the world. You don't want to worry people, so you take the pain alone.
You want to voice out your pain, the excruciating pain. But you can't bring yourself to do it. You don't want people to have to step into your messed up world. You'd rather keep it under two words. "I'm okay."

Truth is,
I'm not okay. It hurts so much. The loneliness, the neglection. It's like no-one cares, when really I'm just not letting people care. I don't want people to carry my burdens on top of theirs. It hurts.

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