Not Fine
A poem about the biggest lie women tell
The biggest lie women tell To others To ourselves
Is that we are fine That it is fine That we will be fine
When we are not fine It is not fine We will not be fine
That we are okay When we are not okay Because what else are we supposed to say?
This lie serves us well in the moment And eats away at us For our entire lives
It ensures episodes of conflict avoidance Lifetimes of codependency Enshrines resentment into every relationship
I’m fine, it’s fine, don’t worry, no worries Day in and day out, Putting anything and everything, anyone and everyone,
Over us, over our needs, over even asking Am I fine? What is fine? What do I need to get to fine?
Since we don’t wonder, or ask, or think about ourselves much We carry it in places, we load up our baggage We get headaches, we get sad, we gain weight, we isolate
Because this lie is easy on everyone around us It is what society wants to hear, what culture dictates When women have to witness misogyny on screen, in lyrics, on stage
We are supposed to say, oh that’s fine, I’m fine, we’re fine And make sure everyone has a good time At our expense, personally, politically, daily, for centuries
I’m fine As we burn I’m fine As we are stuck in the kitchen I’m fine As we are denied rights
We carry the weight of this lie within is And it is time to throw it off I am not fine, this is not fine, nothing is going to be fine
Until this culture rips up Patriarchy at the root Ends misogyny as way-of-life in law, As entertainment, language, as sport
And until men realize that they too can be not fine with the lies told to justify the dynamics of women’s oppression
Jenny Justice is a mom, Sociology instructor, and writer. You can follow her on Medium and at Jenny Justice, Writer. She has been recognized as a Top Writer on Medium in Poetry, Parenting, Reading, Education, Racism, and Climate Change, so far.






