I'm Fine

I’m fine,

but never okay,

But that’s fine,

Because I’m just fine.

I wish I could say I’m good,

And for once actually mean it,

I wish I would talk more,

But I’m afraid to talk,

I wish I wasn’t afraid to speak if I know the answer,

I wish I wasn’t so awkward.

People always see the mask,

With the fake “I’m doing great”s,

But they don’t see the tears that stain my pillow,

with every breath I take at night,

They don’t know my good days,

would be nightmares for them.

I always tell myself “Just smile and wave”,

That it will be over soon.

I’m fine,

I’m fine,

I’m not doing okay,

But I’m still smiling,

Therefore,

I’m doing fine,

Even if the smiles,

Aren’t mine.