I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I say it once
then I rewind
And say it another time
They ask what's wrong
Keep repeating it like it's they're favorite song
A beat that can't get out their head
So instead, they ask again
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I suck at school
I suck up smoke
And really there's just no more hope
My mother hates me
But then what's new
What an I supposed to do
Should I complain
Should I should I whine
No!
So I just say I'm fine...
Cigarette sparks in the dark ✨
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Lost Boy💧💧
PoetryA bunch of sad poems. Most inspired by the words of the Syre himself
