"I'm fine..."

Not really

“I'm fine...”

By: St. Fugaz

I am from pain and sorrow

I am from never knowing if I will wake up tomorrow

I am from being told I am a s**t

I am from everyone telling me to quit

I am from a suicidal attempt, and my suicidal friends

I am from my life being twisted and bent

I am from self harm

I am from the cuts on my thigh

I am from the burns on my chest

I am from my lighter

I am from not being a fighter

I am from a child whose burden should’ve been lighter

I am from loss…

I am from death…

I am from people telling me my life ain’t that bad

I am from the a******s saying I shouldn’t be sad

I am from everyone thinking I am glad

I am from the fake smile plastered on my face

I am from my family telling me I am a disgrace

I am from the bottom of a bottle, and an empty pack of cigarettes

I am from hating myself hating my life

I am from knowing inside that I should die

I am from always smiling…

But above all

I am from always saying…

I’m fine...

Author's Note

When you make an impenetrable mask.