"I'm Fine"
When I say that I'm fine,
It's never true,
I'm not an idiot,
And neither are you,
You pretend that everything is always okay,
But you know that I might not even make it to the end of today,
I hate the sadness,
I hate your lies,
And I hate the pain,
I hate feeling dead on the inside,
But my anger and hate I do not feign,
Then again,
It's what I'm used to,
I'm used to hating myself and not trusting you,
The world is such a fucked up place,
But maybe it's just better that way,
No, that's not true,
It's too fucked up for me to trust you,
So I'm taking my turn,
Because revenge is due.
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