'I'm okay,' you say.Tears are dripping down,But it’s okay.You'll be fine,Just pop a pill or two,Swallow with a smile,And an alcoholic drink, too.Everyone can see through your lies,So why can't you?A million questions, a million whys,Why can't you face reality?Too caught up in your sense of morality?You can't ask for help,Can't utter a mutter for help.Because, that makes you weak,And...