Fine Poem by Karla Glover

Fine



Fine.
One word.
One Lie.

You O.K.?
I'm fine.
Oh good.

You believe me
Buy into the biggest lie I've ever told.
Do you even care?

I sit in pain
Sit wondering how to fix this
What can I do?

And now, the scars haunt me.
For forever.

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