Don't worry, you'll be fine

by Cinna and his Clothes

That's what they told me. But I was never fine. And now it's all coming back. The untold story of the female morphling, in a poem.

Don't worry, you'll be spared

They won't pick you

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, you'll do well

You can win this

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, on this ride

You look so beautiful

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, show your strengths

They'll see your potential

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, he'll be nice

They will love you

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, grab a pack

Then get yourself out of there

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, his knife's so small

It can't harm you

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, I know you're thirsty

Go and find some water

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, she'd die anyway

Go and kill her

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, he'd die anyway

Go and kill him

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, go to the feast

Get some food there

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, he's so small

You can kill him

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, you won the games

You can go home now

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, the dreams will pass

Then you'll be happy

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, take some morphling

You'll feel better

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Don't worry, you'll never have to

Go in there again

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

That's what they told me

But they were wrong

And now I'm far from fine.