I’m Fine.


I’m fine
That’s my lie

I’m fine
As I try not to cry

I’m fine
Even when I’m tired of this life

I’m fine
Especially when I hold a knife

I’m fine
I just have a broken interior

I’m fine
As I feel inferior

I’m fine
While I cover my scars

I’m fine.
Can’t you tell?

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