I would tell you I am fine.
But that is a lie, a lie meant to cloak the feelings of hurts and pain.
A lie to hide all of my imperfections and shame.
A lie to meant to make you feel less guilty of all the horrible things you said, done and made.
A lie that I have learnt to live with, accepted and even made with my bed.
I would tell you I am fine. ..
But if you look behind my smiles and the circles beneath my eyes, you would see that I lie. .