I'm fine.

this is just a poem I came up with last summer while going through some stuff.

They check your wrist not your thighs, hear your laugh not your cries.

And if they look at your smile not your eyes they won't see the pain!

And if they don't see the pain they don't have to care. Right?!

Because that's what I get.

So don't look at my thighs!

Don't hear my cries!

Because then you would be bothered to care.

I'm doing fine on my own. I don't need your sympathy

. I don't need your time.

I'm fine.

Okay?

I'm fine!

I'm fine...

Author's Note

lemme know your thoughts