I’m Fine, I’m Fine, I’m Fine
I’m Fine, I’m Fine, I’m Fine Oh, what’s happened to you? Why are you crying? You barely speak these days just lying there, silent, sighing. But I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine! And it’s not the first time I’m stumbling into a tunnel of night, each step swallowed by fading light, tears trailing fears, drowning without sight But you know what? I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine. I eat, sleep and repeat, I greet you with my widest grin, hoping you never glimpse within those fragile cracks I try to mend, the moments I just… pretend that I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine. But now, I’m sinking in a sorrowed sea, its waters salted with misery, dyed blue by melancholy. And I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I can’t keep dressing up as jolly. Forgive me… you weren’t meant to see these tears, these truths inside of me. But I’m tired of trying trying so damn hard to be JUST FINE!!!