I may have stopped the cutting
I may have held back the tears
But that doesn't mean I have to start eating
And it doesn't mean that I have to ignore the voices
When they tell me to kill myself
Or the shadows when they look at me in disgust
Because I am to fat
It doesn't mean that the nightmares are going to end
It just means that maybe
Maybe
I can get better
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A Little Poetry
PoetryJust a little poetry that I wrote in the darkness of my room WARNING This will most likely be depressing Sorry