Fine

If you ask me how I feel

And your intent doesn’t seem real

I will tell you that I’m 

fine

I don’t need to share my pain

To another person once again

Only to see the reaction in their eyes

That my honesty is a surprise

Then I would rather tell you that I’m 

fine

Or maybe I will say I’m ok

To say it another way

But at the end of the day

What else is there to say

Besides that 

I’m 

fine

I’m not fine

But if that isn’t what you want to hear

I will tell you what seems clear

So you can leave me

But take your insincerity

I don’t need it 

Because as far as you’re concerned

I’m fine