All anybody wants to say to me is, "Are you okay?" They see the bruises on my face, they want to express their concern. "Are you okay?" Do you want a real answer to that question? No, I'm not okay. "Are you okay?" I'm afraid to sleep because I know I'll have nightmares about it. "Are you okay?" They surrounded me, it was like a movie. Unreal. "Are you okay?" I'm too scared to ever enter that building again. I'm not okay.
You don't want to hear that shit. You don't want to know about how I thought I was going to die. You don't really care. You want to hear, "Yeah, I'm alright."