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… FINE …
… One word …
… Four letters …
… Let’s pretend …
… That nothing matters …
… Nothing is wrong …
… No words spoken …
… When deep inside …
… Everything is broken …
… Won’t tell a soul …
… Can’t let them see …
… So all is FINE …
… And good with me …
… Say the word …
… And nobody asks …
… Not scratching the surface …
… Just walking on past …
… Moving on to the next …
… Leaving me alone …
… They dodge a bullet …
… Whilst I stifle my moan …
… Covering the truth …
… There’s no other way …
… What if I told you …
… What would you say …
… If I opened up …
… What could you do …
… It’s not your problem …
… These are my issues …
… Seen through my eyes …
… And my perspective …
… What do you care …
… It’s all so subjective …
… My mountain ranges …
… Are your mole hills …
… My fears, my doubts …
… You’d handle with skill …
… So it’s not important …
… No need to vent …
… I’ll keep it inside …
… And that will prevent …
… You needing to invest …
… Any more of your time …
… Because it doesn’t matter …
… Honestly, I’m F.I.N.E …
Frustrated…
Insecure…
Neurotic…
Emotional…
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Love the poem! It’s a very common reaction: I’m fine. I often find myself saying it, even though I don’t feel completely fine… Just don’t feel like talking about then, I guess… And then you let the world believe you’re just fine.
By the way, for a moment I thought you referred to “The Italian Job” (the movie), but that one’s slightly different:
Freaked Out
Insecure
Neurotic and
Emotional
Impressive, poignant…how much you say in so few words. Thank you. Hope you are doing well. p.s. Thank you for visiting and following!