I'm not

"How are you?"
Deep breath.
Smile. "I'm fine."

"What's wrong?"
He noticed. 
Yawn. "I'm just tired, that's all."

All answers rehearsed,
Just like a song.
Just like a verse. 
Every word simply believed. 
No matter how much you've changed, 
They don't know that they've been deceived. 
Unnoticed. 
Blank. 
Quietest. 

At home, alone.
"Am I okay?"
Stare vacantly. 

"No." 
Cry in the dark.

Repeat.