I done it for my family

I hate what Ive done,
I hate what ive become.

Ive been starving myself so long; I can no longer see, the pain and horror inflicted on my family.

Everytime I go to the toilet my mum starts crying,
I hear her pleas, please god stop
her dying.

It hurts so much when I look at my little sis.
What have I done what if she starts doing this.

I saw the way she looked at me as if to say why.
I don't know how I found the energy to cry.

My little nephew just a year old
will I see him when two.
begging god please help me through.

I have now got better not for me, so i can see my family happy,
and not upset because of me.

It still haunts me and I think of going back,
but I think of my wee sis asking if I
was dying, and all those times I heard my mum and family crying.

It was my family who were really suffering.