he just looks in the mirror wondering if he's fine
Truth is look at those stitches on his head
He's not fine
He remembers what really happened to his head
Acting like he's fine
Wondering why his dad got out of jail anyway
His teeth grit as the pain is just too much to bare
He takes his fathers leg making sure he doesn't see him crying and begging
I'm fine
he always says fine
Like a phase of the moon
Shed those tears
Make every sting go away for good
these are just lies he tells himself to act stronger then he is
