What's really going on below.
Are you happy? Are you sad?
Are you joyful? Are you mad?
You say you're fine, what does that mean,
Good? Bad? Or something in between.
I cannot tell what's behind your eyes,
When you hide it with the words "I'm fine"
You tell me not to worry much,
"I'm fine" you say in such a rush,
That my heart goes wild with worry for you,
What can you mean. Are you glad or blue.
"I'm fine" those words now cut me deep,
"I'm fine" and now I cannot sleep
"I'm fine" I worry and I dread.
"I'm fine" "I know, that's what you said"
These words will haunt my every thought,
They make communication stop.
I cannot help but sense a lie,
When someone tell me "oh, I'm fine"
