My Thoughts

Fine

Fine has no meaning. Fine has no reason to exist. Fine hates everything around them. Fine feels unwanted. Fine feels broken. Fine feels as though staring at someone's phone when you want to spend time with them isnt good enough. Fine thinks people that dump you for others that don't know you like fine does is wrong. Fine thinks you don't understand.

Fine is ugly. Fine is stupid. Fine is a way people use to express being something nobody wants. Fine is a joke. Fine is someone that can be pushed to the side. Fine is someone that stomps home after 4 hours of waiting just to get a face full of tears and anger as they begin to bleed.

Fine doesn't deserve anything good. Fine doesn't deserve happiness. Fine doesn't desevrve what they want. Fine doesn't deserve love or friends. Fine deserves a shit in a box that's been neatly wrapped with a bow. Fine doesn't deserve sleep. Fine is gonna sit and watch while you sleep and cry while your unconscious for a mere 10 minutes.

It doesn't matter.

Fine is used to it.

Fine knows you think he's right when he says he's okay. Fine is a piece of life that just creates love for others to turn to poison and shove back in his face. Fine is depressed. When fine says he's been under a cover crying over you for hours you should probably take his word. Fine knows it's wrong to seek attention as he's gotten accused of it before. Fine is hoping you can help him. Fine wants to spend every second with you. Fine hates everything he is. Fine wants to collapse and not go to you the next day. Fine wants to punch a wall until he breaks into the thick skull of someone who understand that fine is the easiest word to cover up sadness.

How am I?

I'm fine.