This was inspired by today’s prompt
The worst question in my life
It is the question of everyday.
And it is. How are you today?
We are forced to be OK even in strife.
And I look at it every moment
Why do you ask that really?
If you don’t allow answer freely
The drama of the new comment
It drives me insane spending my words
For something you don’t really care
And if not ok. It is how do you dare?
The drama is for the lonely birds
People can’t show their own tears
Even if they are asked for their fears
It is all a social elaborate make belief
For you to maintain the look of reef