How are you?

I'm fine thanks!

No I'm not well!
I am ashamed to pour my stress on you,
Ashamed to say what is bagging me,
Ashamed to say my failure and my dark secrets.

I am not fine!

How can I be fine?
While loan shacks are breathing on my neck.
How can I be fine?
While I still earn hand-to-mouth.
How can I be fine?
While I am still a becholar.

Oh no! Sorry
I forget that you were not asking my well being.
Because you don't care anyway.
OK! I am fine at last.