A-Rob - Not Okay

Be right there give me one more day
Just gotta pack my bag and I'm on my way
I got a lot I'm carrying on my plate
Is it okay to say that I'm not okay? Okay
I don't think I'm depressed
I just need a deep rest I'm tired
Up late for like three weeks yes I'm wired
What happened to me dammit I used to be inspired
I'm okay, I'm okay, look at me I'm a liar
Jimmy C
Don't know what got into me
Was all positivity
Now all that a memory
Not who I pretend to be
Don't even remember me
Looking for a remedy
Been itch and finicky
I'm okay I better be
Grown ups don't cry that's what they told me
Who am I?
I keep on tryna remember the old me
Loved ones around me how the hell am I lonely?
Convincing myself that they don't actually know me
Whole Heart was broken
Iced it now it's frozen
Burnt holes in my clothing
Sitting here self loathing
Off to Hoboken
Someone said they can help with my mental health
Okay fine I'm going I'ma
Be right there give me one more day
Just gotta pack my bag and I'm on my way
I got a lot I'm carrying on my plate
Is it okay to say that I'm not okay? Okay
Anxiety what is anxiety?
Fuckin with my head and my stomach
Why the hell am I buggin?
Pain prying me left
My brain prying me right
My babe crying upset
My heart caught in a fight
I'm stressed out
Nobody here for me, I'm feeling left out
Nobody hears me tell me what I just said now
Said you were there for me
Tell me you care for me
Tell me you swear you won't tell and embarrass me
I been at war with myself
It's normal they tell me it's called mental health
Take four of these a day
You sure this will help?
Of course give me a call if you start feeling unwell
I always just dealt with the pain somehow
It's getting overwhelming can't contain it now
Asked the doc could he put that in layman's terms
He said your heart's not agreeing with your brain right now
Negative thoughts all around me I surrounded myself
Too many people in this room I overcrowded myself
I don't want anyone to help I'll go about it myself
So nobody could ever know how much I doubted myself
That I 2nd, 4th, 5th, 10th guess myself
That I don't wanna get out of bed and dress myself
Feeling all these feelings I would never confess I felt
It took about a hundred people to suggest some help
Okay I'll
Be right there give me one more day
Just gotta pack my bag and I'm on my way
I got a lot I'm carrying on my plate
Is it okay to say that I'm not okay? Okay

Written by:
Ameen Rahman

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