Broken Wings - a poetry collection

I'm Fine.

You ask me if I'm fine
What a loaded question,
Filled with little white lies
You don't want the truth
Just another sentence,
One to play aloof
So I say I'm fine
I'm fine
While I sit on a chair
Feeling hotter by the second
And for a moment
I wonder
What's the point
Of being here?
Breath in waves
But we're here again
So I'm fine,
I said I'm fine
And after you found out
You said you're fine
And I took it with another lie
Yeah, I'm fine
While lying in my
Bed, crying all night
Yeah, I'm fine
You never want to hear the truth
The ugly behind are you fine?
Yeah.
I'm fine.

I'm Fine
4/19/18