“I’m fine”
Words uttered too often with the falsest of truths.
I build myself up, just to come tumbling down.
"I'll be fine"
A mantra that works when I’m not vulnerable.
But lately my wounds are so raw, the simplest jest makes them bleed.
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 11:50 AM UTC
“I’m fine”
Words uttered too often with the falsest of truths.
I build myself up, just to come tumbling down.
"I'll be fine"
A mantra that works when I’m not vulnerable.
But lately my wounds are so raw, the simplest jest makes them bleed.
