My chest is tight.
My pulse is racing...

I awake each morning to start a new day
But the pain of losing you never quite goes away...

Does anyone know the real me?
Do they know im not as happy as i seem...

Who am I?
I am a daughter, a sister, a grandaughter, a...

My dad hasn't been there for me
For days, and months and years...

I used to question bulimics
'How does one force themselves to vomit...