I am fine

They keep plucking my chords,

And I sing the music they like,

Reverberations and shivers

Till I oblige.

And ask me

If I am fine.

Snakes slither beneath the skin,

Unholy fears crept in.

Strands of wisdom,

Sing a lullaby

And ask me

If I am fine.

I am their mirror

With them in my eyes,

Reflecting their insides,

Crushing my strides.

And they ask me

If I am fine.

Still never travelling to my eyes

But I bear a smile.

mocking my pride,

Breaking apart

I crumble into me and sigh,

Yes, I am fine.