When, 'I'm fine'
becomes your generic answer,
because you know well,
they don't really care about the truth.
When tears just randomly fall,
in a silent, steady succession
and you never knew
...you were even crying.
When you actually,
physically ache inside,
from being so bereft
of even simple human touch.
When the only times
your cries are even heard
by anyone who'd care,
is within' your own head.
When you just want to run-
just start running,
but knowing full well,
you've nowhere, and no one, to run.
When your own traitorous voice
calls out inside you, screaming:
'Outcast! Unlovable! Unworthy!
Why don't you fight back!?
What's wrong with you!???'
And you simply whisper back, 'I'm fine.'