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Its fine
Isn't always what it means
It could be a scream for help

Its fine
Isn't what i mean
It's a scream of help

“Its fine”
I say with a smile
But you broke my heart

“Im fine”
I say with a smile
But my ego is broken
My soul is crushed
My confidence abandoned
My self love is non-existent
My happy thoughts have turned dark
My will for life was hug by their rope
My back has been stabbed

Whose rope?
Whose knife?
They ask and ask
It's the people who told me,
Your not good enough
It's the people who called me,
Pimple face
Fatty
annoying
It's the people who left me
When i needed them most
It's the people i thought i could trust
Its the peoples words who cut me
Who gave me scars
And i cover those scars
Along with everything they told me was wrong
I plater a smile

“Its fine”
I say

“Im fine”
I say
McKenna
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McKenna  14/F
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