I'm NOT Fine
How many times
Have they asked if I'm fine
And every time
I replied perfectly fine
Even when I wasn't
They don't really want to know
Know I'm not fine
Know I'm bellow the surface
They do not want to hear
I'M NOT FINE
They expect me to sweep
it under a rug
I'm burning
And they want me to burn
my feelings away
But it would burn me to
ash as well
So when I say I'm fine
Just know
That for your own comfort
I may have lied
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The "NOT" in the title and at the end of verse 2 are supposed to be barred through but the program won't let me just fyi
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Pieces of me
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. Small pieces of my own mental puzzle. You may find my pieces familiar and see pieces of your own puzzle in them or perhaps you won't. Whether you do or you don't, my hope is that you come away knowing that there ar...
