You're fine

"Mom, I think I rolled my ankle!" I say. "you're fine, sweetheart" mom always says. "But..." I say. "There are no buts, your're fine!" mom says. Okay, I'm fine. "Mom, someone was bullying me at school!" I say. "you're fine!" mom says. Okay, I'm fine. I want to die, but I'm fine. I know that. My mom knows best. Just cover everything up with a smile. No one will know. No one will care anyways. Because I'm fine. Like mom always said.