By Lexxie

I'm OK. Really.
I know you saw me cry,
My red-rimmed eyes.
Maybe my face was scrunched up
As I ran past you,
Looking blindly for somewhere
To hide.
And leave it to me to do my sob song
In a bathroom.
But I'm OK now.
Just had to let it out for a while,
Just needed to vent somewhere.
Don't worry;
The porcelain caught my tears.
And I had a streaky mirror to talk to.
My eyes are still stinging
From the industrial strength toilet paper
I used to wipe the away the tears.
But that's OK.
I prefer to do my weeping alone, anyway.
And I'm fine now.
So no, I don't need a ride home;
I can walk just fine.
And yes, I know that I can talk to you
If I ever have to.
I'll keep that in mind.
But right now, just let me alone,
Don't worry about me.
I'll be fine.
I'm used to it.