Don't Worry. I'm Fine. I'm Always Fine.

I'm Fine

People say these aren't just dreams. I say they are. Either that or it's my heads way of telling me I'm not okay. But I know I'm not okay. In this world you have to fake being fine to be normal. You have to put on a fake smile in the morning so that your teachers think you're fine. You have to hide in your room so that you can cry in peace wondering if it will ever end. You tell your priest, who tries to help, but it does nothing. He's at a loss for words as this has never happened before. You have to learn to live with the fact that maybe, one day, the dreams will kill you. That it'll be so intense that you can't take it anymore. It may drive you to suicide, it may just be too much and cause your heart to stop. But you'll never be fine. But that's what I say. "Don't Worry." "I'm Fine." "I'm Always Fine." But I'm not. I'm never fine. Maybe that's just one of the consequences of life.