I'm OK, the same as always.
Except this one little thing.
You told me it was over.
I found out by your friend.
I guess you wasn't man enough to say it in my face.
You made me mad,
so then I started hurting.
I was hurting inside and out.
The pain I had to release on myself.
I thought I wasn`t going to do this with you.
But I got too attached
and then I let you hurt me.
But I'm OK now.
I let my pain out on myself.
So the only one left hurting is you.
Finding out what I have done.
But don't come running to me to see if I'm OK.
I don't need you anymore.
I can handle myself.
Ask everyone about me,
they will tell you that I'm OK without you now.
I'm surviving, I'm breathing, I'm living, I'm OK.
