The Lies I Tell…

I’m fine.

It’s okay. No problem. My pleasure. You’re welcome.

The words I say, but often don’t mean. Because I’d much rather be, alone, away, by myself, so please…

Know that I want to be helpful, but it’s too draining sometimes, to go above and beyond, when I’m struggling, tears in my eyes.

I haven’t been well, I’m frequently so tired, and I don’t want to let you down, I fear I’ll get fired.

I’ll show up again tomorrow, I’ll do my best everyday, but can you promise if I need a break, you won’t turn me away?