"I'm fine."
You smile and continue on,
Oblivious to my mask,
That the smile I wear is a scam.
"I'm fine."
You still don't see through,
But why would you?
I've had years of practice.
"I'm fine."
Still oblivious to my pain,
You talk about mediocre things,
And I force a laugh.
"I'm fine."
But my mask is starting to falter,
Cracks run through its once indestructible surface.
And yet you fail to see.
"I'm fine."
I can see,
You're starting to catch on,
But still I deny.
"I'm fine."
Silently begging you to notice,
And yet denying when you ask.
I start to think, you're my savior.
"When is anything ok?"
You shove inspirational quotes at me,
And I smile and nod,
But inside they tear me apart.
"I'm fine now, thanks."
But you don't listen,
You've seen through my mask and can't give up now.
A quote a day will keep the depression away. Right?
"I'm fine, thanks."
You give up with quotes,
And start forcing pamphlets my way.
Like I'm a sick child, who needs a doctor's help.
"I'm fine, really."
But you don't believe my smile like you used to.
Now you shove pills in my face,
Bright colored ones, like somehow that will fix me.
"I'm Fine."
I'm not a broken toy,
I don't need fixing.
But a new way to fix me comes up every week.
"I'm fine."
But I'm not.
I know it, you know it,
But there's nothing you can do.
"Don't leave."
But you do,
Because nobody could put up with me for forever.
All I needed was for you to be normal you.
"I still need you."
And I do. But you're gone.
And whatever part of me was still alive, unbroken,
Is dead. I'm just an empty shell of old memories.
