I'm Fine, Really
I’m fine, really
The tears that fill my eyes--
They are nothing
I’m fine, really
The tremors that shake my body
I just need something to eat
I’m fine, really
The screams that rip out of my lungs
They are forever silent
Still you ask… again and again
Do you even want to know?
You seem to easily accept my lie
The truth is, I’m not fine
Not today, not tomorrow
But you never make the effort to find the true state of my mind
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