It’s Not Okay

You say, “it’s okay,”

But clearly, you don’t understand

What that phrase means

“It’s okay,” words meant to reassure,

To erase heavy burdens,

To ease the deepest of sorrows

Words that are pure and meaningful

When you say, “it’s okay,”

They become an excuse,

A justification for your mistakes,

A cover-up for all

The negative deeds you do

From your mouth, “it’s okay,”

Becomes an empty comfort,

A hollow reassurance

You rob those words of all meaning

You always say, “it’s okay”

But, it’s not always true