Not fine

I really want to cry.
I cannot even fly.
Life is like a pain:
It tries to kill my brain.

The words can't be too loud,
And people shouldn't be proud
Of their empty phrases.
And if they should, they don't have inner spaces.

I've tried to be a real man,
And every day I try again.
But now I'm laughing every time,
And feel that I'm not really fine.


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