NoxilcashXV

"I'm fine" is a filthy lie. Honestly, I want to die. "It's ok" is what I always say Though I can barely survive the day. "I'm tired" is a truth filled mess. I'm tired that I always feel useless. "I tripped" is so the ground I can blame The scars on my arm that are filled with my shame. "It's nothing" is a lie I tell all day long Even though life is blatantly going all wrong. "Don't worry" I tell them so they stay far away, So I won't have to hear all the rumors they spray. "I'm busy" I say so I can cry myself to sleep So my friends won't chance seeing me while I weep. "I'm fine" is a lie to the world I have shown When the truth is that