Eating makes me gag,
makes me barf in a paper bag...

Blood drips
my breath skips...

It always felt like you didnt want me around.
So you found so many ways to hold me down...

*i know this isnt a poem, but its just my thoughts...
you know i dont understand dating, gettin married...

I won’t have to cut myself, someday
I won’t drink myself to sleep, one day...

It isnt me, this time it is you
and I dont care if theres something I can do...

*this poem is sposed to go to the rhyme 1 2 buckle...
one two...

Take a look inside
This little girl who’s got so much to...

I'm not anorexic,
I'm just on a food free diet...

Life gets better, you say.
What the f-uck do you know anyway...

You must not have cared
That without you, I’d be confused...