I'm Fine, Or Am I? Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The easy words, they always come,
'I'm fine, ' I say, it's never numb.
No matter how my heart may ache,
Or what big joy I undertake.

The question's asked, the answer flies,
A practiced mask before their eyes.
But deep inside, a quiet plea,
'Is this the honest part of me? '

The truth feels heavy, hard to share,
So 'fine' becomes a silent prayer.
A wall built up, so strong and tall,
Afraid to stumble, afraid to fall.