Not fine Ethan Jewell

What were you doing that day in
July
When you looked at me softly, I
thought I could cry
Till I ran away quickly right into a
cave
I buried myself into dirt, it's my
grave
And my lips, they are trembling, my
hands how they shake
A frown upside down is a smile that
is fake
One day I'll be gone, all that's left is
my rhymes
I fear the day my name is said for
the last time
My showers are scalding, it
distracts my mind
From the shaking and breaking
inside
I say that I'm fine
But babe, I'm not fine
I'm not fine
I'm not fine
I'm not fine
I'm not fine
So I draw pictures in mirrors
because I cannot stand
The one in reflections, so I'll think
of a plan
To exit so softly, not leaving a trace
So one day my own children forget
my name
And my lungs now are burning, I'm
covered in ash
I can't take the breath that should
be my last
I'll muster up my final words, force
them from my mind
Look you dead into your eyes
And say that I'm fine
I'll say that I'm fine
I'll say that I'm fine
But babe, I'm not fine
I'm not fine
I'm not fine