Okay Poem by Nina gáspari

They ask me how we´re doing
And I tell them that we´re fine
What goes on between us
It´s too complex for their minds
It could get them confuse
Just like we confuse ourselves sometimes
What we have could be a riddle
But it certainly is not fickle
They ask me how we´re doing
And it upsets me a bit
It´s none of their business I think
Maybe they´re juts curious, that´s all
Or they could be waiting to see us fall
In that case, I must say, they are so freaking wrong
Cause we have found comfort in each other´s souls
And no matter what they try to say
This isn´t ordinary
Their curiosity certainly is complementary
So if they ask me again
How we´re doing
I´ll just go on and say…
We´re okay, , ,