How could such a sentence have so much meaning behind it? “I'm fine.” two simple words that hide so much pain, so many tears, so many scars, so many thoughts that race around my mind like a racetrack. How can I make these words actually mean what they are supposed to mean? My heart is torn apart and my mind is a cluttered mess of bad memories and haunting words that won't seem to go away. I find temporary relief in a tiny instrument that causes a lot of destruction in my mind and on my body, that relief is only filled with remorse from the burning questions that come the next day. I'm fine is my two word escape that makes people leave me alone, alone to be with my feelings and pain, alone to think to myself, and alone to be without bother from the people who want to hurt me. I'm fine is a way of life for me, I'm fine has become almost a catch phrase or an anthem to sing when I feel dead inside. Am I really fine?