A little sonnet-ish poem I wrote for someone❤
I'm fine
Marvelous, even
For every time you ask her that
It's what she'll always say
Never is there a time when she tells you "no, I'm not okay"
Even when she's crying, her head screaming that she's fat
As she grins through empty eyes full of mist
Lies that she's happy, that she's got it made
Rarely do you see past her convincing charade
"I'm fine" she insists, as she wished that she just didn't exist
"Gosh, why am I so dramatic and selfish?"
How doesn't she see she's making her own life hellish?
To find love was her goal...but what if she lost herself instead
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