I'm fine

It's funny how society determines how we should act,

And yet it's changing colours by the week.

There are all of these rules about how to know, what to say, 

What to do. It's more of a chore than a blessing,

Than a right, at the end of the day.

But it's fine.

They frown upon your existence, your passions, your looks,

Because you aren't what's expected,

They thought you had what it took

To be smart, to succeed, to do well, to be better

But the reality is worse, you always crack under pressure.

But it's okay, It'll be fine.

You try to take a breath but it's like the air is poison, 

It's slowly ridding you of your opinions; your dreams, your ambitions

Because society doesn't want you to be that way, 

You aren't supposed to have superstitions.

So you then try to speak out, be heard, be seen

But nobody respects what people say, 

Especially the words of yet another teen.

You are left alone, but you realise that it's okay,

Because there may be a thin line between being different and being sad

But honestly,

I'm fine.

Reviews

[SleeplessVolcano]

The irony is that life is lived in the in between - in the "fine".....Those rather strange people who must either be utterly elated or horribly depressed cannot relate that sometimes 5 out of 10 is okay. It does not have to move to 1 (hopefully) and we would also not appreciate 9 out of 10 if we had it each day....

Great writing!

[Heather]

I agree, sometimes, being "fine" is enough. Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[Writergurl]

You try to take a breath but it's like the air is poison,
It's slowly ridding you of your opinions; your dreams, your ambitions
Because society doesn't want you to be that way,
You aren't supposed to have superstitions.

I love this, i feel this so truthful, so nicely written and expressed

[Unforgiven Guy]

Ah, yet another one that hits home all too well. It's interesting how intelligence isn't valued by most people. If you spell words correctly, then you're WEIRD and STUPID, because no one can understand you. What are these strange, correctly spelled words? Some sort of alien language, indecipherable to humans??
(Not sure if all that really relates to the poem... It just kind of sprang to mind)
Anyhow, I admire your talent, as usual.

[Heather]

Nowadays it's all about popularity, rather than being good at something or having original ideas, your own perspective. I completely agree with you aha. Thanks buddy, I appreciate it :)