to be honest, i'm not fine
i'm under too much pressure
and the impression
that it's not fine to think that that's not fine
to be honest, i'm not fine
with what you just said
but i'll be hated if i say it
so i'll just let it slide
to be honest, i'm not fine
my brain is a void and yet a mess
i rarely ever feel happiness
but i won't voice it 'cause that'd be out of line
to be honest, i'm not fine
i'm only talking to fill the silence
while i fear the imminent violence
but i pretend like it's old times
to be honest, i'm not fine
i know what i'm meant to do but it doesn't add up
i'm drinking from a poisoned cup
but apparently it's just part of life
to be honest, i'm not fine
they tell me not to think these thoughts
as if i'm just a robot
but i can't fight so i'll fake a smile
to be honest, i'm not fine
i kind of want to run away
but i 'will never find a job that pays'
so i'm still here, feeling confined
to be honest, i'm not fine
but since you asked, it's just divine.
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒 : 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒
PoetrySonnets and cinquains, seasons and colours, flora and fauna, the bad and the good - all in this collection of original poems. Several are written about the author's personal life, such as social interactions, intense emotions, and experiences as...
