I'm fine, fine lie.

Don't blame me for lying to you that I'm fine, the people I told
"I feel awful"
"I want to die"
"I can't just be happy"
"I need someone"
All left and never came back.

Even the ones who stayed out of pity say 'you're getting better'
And I answer  "yeah" and whisper "better at hiding it"

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