I'm Just Fine
by brittni taylor
I'm fine fine fine, said the lady just ahead. I make six figures. I have three kids. I love them dearly, I'm fine sincerely. Though, I live to work, i don't work to live. I'm always tired, my headaches are constant, but I'm fine honest. I still have my kids, even though i'm hardly present. I buy them lots of things, that should excuse my absence. But while i'm there I, I, tend to yell, because they just don't listen. Wait a minute I'm not finish. I'm still really fine, fine, fine. Well really not really, I hate my life, I want to just evaporate everyday, but I'm fine ok. Atleast one day I'll be.