"So how have you been?"
And I started talking
about a wonderful day
And she just sat there
Letting me ramble on for a while
Waiting for me to realize
That she wasn't going to fall
for this facade I had created
to hide away behind my lies
It gave me pause
And I watched her
take a sip from her coffee
Because she was still waiting
on a real answer from me
And it made me think about
this knee jerk reaction of ours
Of how
when someone asks us how we are
We reply without a thought,
that we are absolutely fine
Forgetting how today morning
we woke up in panic
And just couldn't stop crying
Ignoring how things around us
seem to be falling to pieces
And how we gather them all up with a broom
and lay them out delicately on the dinner table
Take some glue from the top shelf in our room
And painstakingly stick everything together
hoping it would look brand new
And of course we get away with it
Because we have been doing it for so long
We know where every broken piece of us belongs
But only those that know
the inner most depth of our lives
Can seem to find the cracks
hidden under layers of paint,in those barely visible glue lines
And we do all this just
to fool ourselves into believing
That life is good right now
and there's nothing
we could possibly be missing
Until we meet that one person
who knows, just knows
And they ask you "so how have you been?"
And you're left wondering maybe
you don't have enough practice after all
for those glue lines
to be left unseen.