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