I’m fine

I’m fine

I’m fine

I hear it every day

All over in my brain

I try to pretend

I want to believe it

I want to believe it so so bad

But I know, I know deep deep inside

That I’m not fine

If I was fine

I wouldn’t have all this lines all over my arm

If I was fine

I wouldn’t feel this urge just to disappear

If I was fine

I wouldn’t sit here in the darkness of my room

Crying

Crying all of my tears

Crying in till I can’t breathe anymore

If I was fine

I would care

Care just a little

But I don’t

I don’t feel anything

Anything at all

I’m lost

I’m lost in my own head, in my own thoughts

I’m lost

I can’t seem to find the exit sign

And now it’s to late, to turn around

To late to just run

Run from it all

It’s to late

I’m already drowning

Drowning in my own tears and thoughts

I’m dead by the time someone noticed

I say “I’m fine”

But I’m not

I’m really not