Igbok

To the girl who's "okay"
With the run-away father
Of the baby she's hiding
With goodwill and shame,
         You're not alone.

To the boy who's "okay"
With the bumps and the names
And the scars on his wrist
That still won't go away,
         You're not alone.


To the girl who's "okay"
With despising herself
Because she's knows she's not strong enough
To starve anymore,
         You're not alone.

To the boy who's "okay"
As the voices grow louder
Because soon he'll give in to them
Without feeling ashamed,
         You're not alone.

Are you paranoid? Are you terrified?
Are you lonely? Are you scared?
Do you hate yourself? Want to run away?
Are you really,
REALLY,
          NOT
                 OKAY?


We're not okay.
But that's okay.
We'll be okay,
'Cause we're
             not
                alone.