Loss may get easier somehow,
Past times start to fade now,
You don't know who you want to be like,
Gosh, what does it take to be fine?

Familiar faces pass by,
You need to help yourself or at least try,
Who I was, I can't even rewind,
Just the colds in my hands and the 'be fine!'s

Should I know how to be right?
Leave my grief and my safe spots?
Reminding myself to be kind,
To people telling me to 'be fine!'