"I'm fine..."

Is what I'll say
Everyday
But
My head is clouded
Never know what's happening around me
Blank
Is my face
Is the world
Is this feeling
How I see everything
Has no meaning
You say it's fate
They say it's a mistake
I say I can take no more
Is the pain and suffering all we were made for?
People say a lot of things
Truth -- rarely
Lies -- mostly
It's your choice whether to believe them or not
It's your choice how life should be lived
Its your choice to continue with living
I think I already made mine.

"I'm fine"